Cover art for High Road by Zach Bryan

High Road

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Nov. 7, 20248 viewers125.7K views

High Road Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love
You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
New York this time of year ain't good for me
’Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy
All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again
I missed this place more than I missed my home
Everyone is tellin' me that I need help or therapy
But all I need is to be left alone

[Chorus]
She’s bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I'vе waited by the telеphone all fuckin' night
For someone that ain't ever gonna call

[Verse 2]
Remember tellin' me I was gonna hit the big time
You died, guess you told God it was true

Remember sittin' on your porch, you talked about your old regrets
In Tulsa while the bad things took your brain

It seems the quiet dreams have gotten much too heavy
But I'm home now and I’ll hold you through the pain

[Chorus]
She’s bound to come back and haunt you forever
There's ghosts in the windows and walls
I’ve waited by the telephone all fuckin' night
For someone that ain't ever gonna call
[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
She's bound to come back and haunt you forever
There’s ghosts in the windows and walls
I'm waitin' by the telephone all fuckin' night
Someone that ain't ever gonna call

[Outro]
Adderall and white-lace bras that'll makes you fall in love
You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck
New York this time of year ain't good for me
'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy

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“After not being home for a year and a half I drove out to my mothers gravestone in the dead of night a few days back on familiar Oklahoma roads and I came to realize just like in the past, that she never would call me again
Told her I quit touring because I got accepted to get my masters in Paris next year, I told her I was back in Oklahoma, told her about all my best friends in New York and all the nights we howled with the moon, told her about the immeasurable laughter my band and me have shared these last five years, all the calluses on my finger tips, every tear shed, told her about making it on The Rolling Stone and most importantly told her about porch swinging with my beautiful sister.
I wrote the chorus for this song a month or two back and finished it when I realized I was blessed with all these things.
I figured it was about time I released it.
Thank you guys for listening to ‘This Worlds a Giant’ last night and thank you to all the people who love me; who have truly carried the weight with me.

Seems that all these Quiet Dreams have gotten much too heavy but I’m home now and I’ll hold you through the pain.

High Road is out today and I appreciate all of you"
- Zach Bryan via Instagram (@zachlanebryan)

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