Zach Bryan Doing Fine
[Verse 1]
Lord, let me tell you about a place where we all used to go
Turn down towards Goose Island, keep your eyelids on the road
'Cause there's boys in the hills and they're getting lost tonight
And the girls in their cars are all gettin' high
[Verse 2]
And I use to hang around a rowdy crowd out in the Rogers
Siren sounds ain't nothing, boys, as long as you can dodge her
And I had no idea this damn road got so curvy
You said, "Brother, this road's straight, you're just drunk and it's gettin' early"
[Chorus]
So won't you count 'em up now? Count 'em up, all the people that I've let down
Won't you round 'em up now? Round 'em up, all the liars in this town
'Cause I'm coming home and I'm toein' the line
I just hope those boys I used to know are all doing fine
Doing fine
[Verse 2]
I remember those old trains, they made noises like a steamboat
And we would throw our rocks at them like some assholes with some high hopes
Can't get back those aimless nights that we all claim as ours
I guess we'll never die up there with all those ever-shining stars
[Chorus]
So won't you count 'em up now? Count 'em up, all the people that I've let down
Won't you round 'em up now? Round 'em up, all the liars in this town
I'm coming home and I'm toein' the line
I just hope those boys I used to know are all doing fine
Doing fine
[Outro]
Lord, let me tell you about a place where we all used to go
Turn down towards Goose Island, keep your eyelids on the road
