Lyrics Late July - Zach Bryan

I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living
And love is at its finest when times are hard
And may your lady always keep you from the vices you've been after
May the Lord always love you where you are

I'm heading down the road, I guess
Another good time I'll regret
But I wish that I was coming home to you
Late July, oh, my, all in good time
Praying that my girl is fine
Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof

I hope your sunsets always bleed red
And your family's always well fed
And the song stuck in your head
Plays all night

Heading down the road, I guess
Another good time I'll regret
But I wish that I was coming home to you
Late July, oh, my, all in good time
Praying that my girl is fine
Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof

Heading down the road, I guess
Another good time I'll regret
But I wish that I was coming home to you
Late July, oh, my, all in good time
Praying that my girl is fine
Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof