^FOld friend, it’s been ^Cawhile, ^GI ain’t spoke to you in ^Amyears, ^FOften times, boys^C from this town, ^Gput wheels down and di^Amsappear, ^FMrs. Cole asked about you ^Cjust three days back, ^Gand I had no answer to ^Amgive her, ^FI told her that you moved ^Cway out west, ^Gto write some songs and grow a ^Amlittle more bitter, ^FThe kids talk about you around her^Ce ^Glike you’re some kind ^Amof legend ^FI wonder if they know a thousand ^Csunrises ago y^Gou were eager just l^Amike them.

^FBut if you ever decide to b^Cring your pain and your pride ^Gback to this side of ^AmOklahoma City, ^FThere’ll be a porch light on, from the ^Cpost you leaned on ^Gbefore you wound up on the wrong^Am side of pity, ^FOften times I pray for you and ^Coften times I don’t, ^Gis it the goodbyes that haunt you or the ^Amfear of new hellos, ^FYou never stay long cause ^Cyou won’t stop your running, ^Gyou’ll wait for tomorrow until ^Amtomorrow’s not coming.

^FHeard you landed in Tulsa ^Cwhile he slipped away, ^GIs that the reason your ^Amfleeing the fields we hauled hay, ^FThe heat this July or t^Che dark last December, ^GLook in my eyes and y^Amou might remember, ^FThe weed out in Norman or^C the Stillwater strip, ^GRun far enough boy and you^Am’re bound to trip.

^FBut if you ever decide to b^Cring your pain and your pride ^Gback to this side of ^AmOklahoma City, ^FThere’ll be a porch light on, from the ^Cpost you leaned on ^Gbefore you wound up on the wrong^Am side of pity, ^FOften times I pray for you and ^Coften times I don’t, ^Gis it the goodbyes that haunt you or the ^Amfear of new hellos, ^FYou never stay long cause ^Cyou won’t stop your running, ^Gyou’ll wait for tomorrow until ^Amtomorrow’s not coming.

Zach Bryan - Oklahoma city pt.2