Zach Bryan - Lucky Enough
If I'm lucky enough
I'll see fogs lift with suns as we roll to play a show
In Carolina, Oklahoma or Chicago
I'll grow to know the road to home in places far away
Wrinkled, bald and beat to shit, to never waste a day
Enough people will hate me that I know I did it right
But to never meet a human to say that I don't like
Let me learn the hard way and cut it close some times
That use the attic chest where every lesson lies
I'll have some kids and teach them that we are all the same
Sufferin', smilin', silhouettes of every passin' day
And the love I have will always be something my friends yearn
That memories were never cheap and never easy earned
I hope to choke on jack and coke in a bar during a northern winter
On a night the man was tight and right as rooftop lights flicker
If I'm lucky enough ill understand losing someone close
Ill clench my teeth on New Year's Eve and try to talk to ghosts
I'll stumble through a market on a summer day in June
Smell the salt and asphalt on Sunday afternoon
I reckon I'd be lucky if i made it half as far
To only die as on hills that are closest to my heart
If I'm lucky enough notebooks will be strewn across my room
Play catch in the backyard on a Monday afternoon
If I'm lucky enough ill tell the truth every chance I get
'Cause smiles faked to appease another is worth ten regrets
If I'm lucky enough I will get through hard things
And they will make me gentle to the ways of the world
If I'm lucky enough I'll have the courage to leave and go
Wherever my healthy beatin' heart tells me to go
If I'm lucky enough I'll get high and invite a guitarist over
And he'll play sweet notes until a New York City's rooftop sunrises
If I'm lucky enough I'll meet some kids in school that
Still know how to play instruments
If I'm lucky enough I'll see fogs lift with suns as we roll to play a show
In Carolina, Oklahoma or Chicago
Ill grow to know the road to home in places far as way
Wrinkled, bald and beat to shit, to never waste a daySee Zach Bryan LiveGet tickets as low as $78
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Biography
Zach Bryan’s story begins in the small town of Oologah, Oklahoma. A simple man it seems, he started playing music at fourteen when his dad and grandpa got together and bought him a Takamine guitar for his birthday.
After learning to play a little and starting to put some words together, Bryan began to manifest this very unique and awe-inspiring sound. One aspect of his music that Bryan takes very seriously is authenticity. He states, “I’ll always tell the truth in whatever I’m playing or singing.Whether it’s one of the hopeless love songs I sing or a story I wanted to put into a tune, just know at one point in time I was putting all my heart and all my thought into how my feelings and thoughts might be understood by other people.”