More songs by Zach Bryan
Description
Cello: Ana Monwah Lei
Assistant Engineer: Colton Jean
Engineer: Gabe Wax
Violin: Hannah Cohen
Background Vocals: Heaven Schmitt
Mixer: Jacquire King
Engineer: Jake Weinberg
Background Vocals: Keenan O'Meara
Fiddle: Lucas Ruge-Jones
Tambourine: Nate Head
Masterer: Pete Lyman
Viola: Samantha Uzbay
Engineer: Scott Zhang
Acoustic Guitar: Zach Bryan
Producer: Zach Bryan
Lead Vocals: Zach Bryan
Bass: Zephyr Avalon
Writer: Zach Bryan
Lyrics and translation
Original
We've come a long way since those drunk days on backroads
You and your high hopes always stayed down
You always saw the best in me
High in Yosemite we howled
Now I'm drivin' through Reno, these goddamn casinos
You always kept God close
'Cept that time you bet it all on black
Came back to the room with 20 grand
We spent it all on gasoline, PCH to Cannon Beach
Laid in the sand and, man, I have never seen
Somethin' more beautiful, you and your cannonball
And you were smilin' like a thief with your cheek-tearin' teeth
You was prayin' to Jesus, we was runnin' from the police
They sold off the town that we used to call home
As your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone
And they're usin' my muses to make fun of me
And you're face up while your blood sucks from an IV
We've come a long way since that shit band at the Blue West
You said anything other than another fuckin' cover of "Only the Good Die Young"
But I never thought it'd be you, I always thought I'd beat you
To the golden gates, won't you wait a few hours
There by the door, we've all been here before
And you were smilin' like a thief with your cheek-tearin' teeth
You was prayin' to Jesus, we was runnin' from the police
They're usin' my muses to make fun of me
And you're face up while your blood sucks from an IV
But you stood up on your own, your mom called my telephone
Said you've been ramblin' 'bout gamblin' and howlin' out in the night
High in Yosemite
So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
And you were smilin' like a thief with your cheek-tearin' teeth
You was prayin' to Jesus, we was runnin' from the police
They called off the town that we used to call home
As your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone
English translation
We've come a long way since those drunk days on backroads
You and your high hopes always stayed down
You always saw the best in me
High in Yosemite we howled
Now I'm drivin' through Reno, these goddamn casinos
You always kept God close
'Cept that time you bet it all on black
Came back to the room with 20 grand
We spent it all on gasoline, PCH to Cannon Beach
Laid in the sand and, man, I have never seen
Somethin' more beautiful, you and your cannonball
And you were smilin' like a thief with your cheek-tearin' teeth
You was prayin' to Jesus, we was runnin' from the police
They sold off the town that we used to call home
As your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone
And they're usin' my muses to make fun of me
And you're face up while your blood sucks from an IV
We've come a long way since that shit band at the Blue West
You said anything other than another fuckin' cover of "Only the Good Die Young"
But I never thought it'd be you, I always thought I'd beat you
To the golden gates, won't you wait a few hours
There by the door, we've all been here before
And you were smilin' like a thief with your cheek-tearin' teeth
You was prayin' to Jesus, we was runnin' from the police
They're usin' my muses to make fun of me
And you're face up while your blood sucks from an IV
But you stood up on your own, your mom called my telephone
Said you've been ramblin' 'bout gamblin' and howlin' out in the night
High in Yosemite
So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs fallin' in the heat of July
And you were smilin' like a thief with your cheek-tearin' teeth
You was prayin' to Jesus, we was runnin' from the police
They called off the town that we used to call home
As your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone