Artist: Zach Bryan
Track: East Side of Sorrow
Lyrics
Eighteen years old, full of hate
They ship me off in a motorcade
They said, "Boy, you're gonna fight a war"
You don't ever know what you're fighting for
I lost friends in the August heat
At night it was God I'd always meet
I said, "Lord, won't you bring me home
I got woman in the west I wanna hold"
And I lost you in a waiting room
After sleeping there for a week or two
Doctor said, he did all he could
You were the last thing I had that was good
So I walked miles on the Tulsa streets
Lights started beaming in from the east
6 AM and fucked up again
Asking God, where the hell He'd been
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
You better pack your bags west
Stick out your chest
And then hit the road
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
Don't give it a reason to follow
Let it be, then let it go
Let it be, then let it go
Heard your brother lost his mind in the city last fall
Was it his blood, or his conscious, or the alcohol?
Did the navy do him well or did he wind up sick
Like every other brave boy from these run down sticks?
Do you ever get tired of singing songs
Like all your pain is just another fucking sing along?
If you ever get the time come on home
I heard Turnpikes back together and they're writing songs
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
You better pack your bags west
Stick out your chest
And then hit the road
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
Don't give it a reason to follow
Let it be, then let it go
Let it be, then let it go
Full Lyrics and Meaning
Eighteen years old, full of hate
They ship me off in a motorcade
They said, "Boy, you're gonna fight a war"
You don't ever know what you're fighting for
I lost friends in the August heat
At night it was God I'd always meet
I said, "Lord, won't you bring me home
I got woman in the west I wanna hold"
And I lost you in a waiting room
After sleeping there for a week or two
Doctor said, he did all he could
You were the last thing I had that was good
So I walked miles on the Tulsa streets
Lights started beaming in from the east
6 AM and fucked up again
Asking God, where the hell He'd been
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
You better pack your bags west
Stick out your chest
And then hit the road
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
Don't give it a reason to follow
Let it be, then let it go
Let it be, then let it go
Heard your brother lost his mind in the city last fall
Was it his blood, or his conscious, or the alcohol?
Did the navy do him well or did he wind up sick
Like every other brave boy from these run down sticks?
Do you ever get tired of singing songs
Like all your pain is just another fucking sing along?
If you ever get the time come on home
I heard Turnpikes back together and they're writing songs
He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
You better pack your bags west
Stick out your chest
And then hit the road
The sun's gonna rise tomorrow
Somewhere on the east side of sorrow
Don't give it a reason to follow
Let it be, then let it go
Let it be, then let it go
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