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Zach Bryan - The Outskirts Lyrics

Well I want home on the outskirts of town
Come around sundown to hear the sound
Kids and the crickets under pinky skies
Swing on by 'cause we're drinkin' tonight
Well in my mind trees the trees on the drive
Is a kind lovin' lady barely laughin' inside
And in the mornin' while we're drinkin' brew
She'll say "The city ain't nothin' like the outskirts with you"

Fireflies and some steamin' eyes turn this house to a home
A little grin in the driveway, how your smile out does the dawn
Hold on, hope is on the way
Oh, I swear to God we'll take you to the outskirts one day

Well I want home on the outskirts of town
Where the wind chimes sing to the porch swing crowd
June into August, August to May
With the sun beatin' down no snow in the way
The smell of fresh cut grass in the yard
I don't care who you are, drink a fifth, bring your heart
And put down that tailgate, I'll put down it too
'Cause out in the skirts we shake with the moon

Fireflies and some steamin' eyes turn this house to a home
Little grin in the driveway, how your smile out does the dawn
Hold on, hope is on the way
Oh, I swear to God we'll take you to the outskirts one day
Oh, I swear to God we'll take you to the outskirts one day
Fireflies and some steamin' eyes turn this house to a home
Little grin in the driveway, how your smile out does the dawn
Hold on, hope is on the way
Oh, I swear to God we'll make it to the outskirts one day
Oh, I swear to God we'll make it to the outskirts one day