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  • 作词 : Zachary Lane Bryan
    作曲 : Zachary Lane Bryan
    It's a motorcycle drive by
    Baby, dry your kind eyes
    I think it's about time we headed home
    Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
    Country boys don't die alone
    Reading poetry under shade trees
    That woman, she's my baby
    I will be in Richmond by tonight
    With so much shame inside me
    I just want to hide me
    But they want to hear me sing my songs under lights
    It's a motorcycle drive by
    Baby, dry your kind eyes
    I think it's about time we headed home
    Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
    The country boys don't die alone
    Everyday's so fleeting and I have been trying to save it while I can
    The look on her face, all these hot humid days
    And the boys in my damn band
    It's a motorcycle drive by
    Baby, dry your kind eyes
    I think it's about time we headed home
    Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
    Country boys don't die alone
    Reading poetry under shade trees
    That woman, she's my baby
    I will be in Richmond by tonight
    With so much shame inside me
    I just want to hide me
    They want to hear me sing my songs under lights
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Zachary Lane Bryan
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Zachary Lane Bryan
    [00:18.273]It's a motorcycle drive by
    [00:20.663]Baby, dry your kind eyes
    [00:22.523]I think it's about time we headed home
    [00:25.976]Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
    [00:29.960]Country boys don't die alone
    [00:49.086]Reading poetry under shade trees
    [00:51.211]That woman, she's my baby
    [00:53.070]I will be in Richmond by tonight
    [00:57.055]With so much shame inside me
    [00:58.914]I just want to hide me
    [01:00.773]But they want to hear me sing my songs under lights
    [01:04.758]It's a motorcycle drive by
    [01:06.883]Baby, dry your kind eyes
    [01:08.742]I think it's about time we headed home
    [01:12.727]Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
    [01:16.446]The country boys don't die alone
    [01:35.963]Everyday's so fleeting and I have been trying to save it while I can
    [01:43.666]The look on her face, all these hot humid days
    [01:48.182]And the boys in my damn band
    [01:51.104]It's a motorcycle drive by
    [01:53.229]Baby, dry your kind eyes
    [01:55.620]I think it's about time we headed home
    [01:59.073]Walking on such tight rope, with my damn high hopes
    [02:03.057]Country boys don't die alone
    [02:21.917]Reading poetry under shade trees
    [02:24.308]That woman, she's my baby
    [02:26.433]I will be in Richmond by tonight
    [02:30.152]With so much shame inside me
    [02:32.011]I just want to hide me
    [02:34.136]They want to hear me sing my songs under lights