Текст песни Me and Mine - Zach Bryan
                                                Go 
                                                ahead 
                                                and 
                                                make 
                                                your 
                                                money 
                                                off 
                                                    a 
                                                poor 
                                                boy 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'll 
                                                be 
                                                pacin' 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                room 
                                                tonight 
                                                tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                some 
                                                old 
                                                scars 
                                                bleed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                write 
                                                    a 
                                                plotline 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                already 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Bout 
                                                the 
                                                weekend 
                                                crowd, 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                reckless 
                                                boy, 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                girl 
                                                from 
                                                Ohio
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                sell 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                dream 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                couple 
                                                shows
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                think 
                                                they 
                                                understand 
                                                how 
                                                deep 
                                                loyalty 
                                                goes
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                some 
                                                boys 
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                barn 
                                                we 
                                                built 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                pure 
                                                Douglas 
                                                fir
 
                                    
                                
                                                Badly 
                                                written 
                                                songs 
                                                next 
                                                to 
                                                horses' 
                                                shit 
                                                is 
                                                what 
                                                an 
                                                Okie 
                                                boy 
                                                prefers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Go 
                                                on 
                                                and 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                wanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                mine, 
                                                you'll 
                                                all 
                                                be 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                keep 
                                                your 
                                                name 
                                                and 
                                                burn 
                                                the 
                                                cash
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                'em 
                                                    I 
                                                died 
                                                singin' 
                                                in 
                                                these 
                                                hills 
                                                if 
                                                they 
                                                ask
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                I've 
                                                lived 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                lives 
                                                just 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                right 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                am
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                hurtful 
                                                words 
                                                and 
                                                some 
                                                Pabst 
                                                on 
                                                ice 
                                                turn 
                                                    a 
                                                child 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                started 
                                                this 
                                                thing 
                                                grinnin' 
                                                boys, 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                we've 
                                                gotta 
                                                run
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                radio 
                                                man 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                fuck 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                as 
                                                he 
                                                boasts 
                                                about 
                                                number 
                                                ones
 
                                    
                                
                                                Go 
                                                on 
                                                and 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                wanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                mine, 
                                                you'll 
                                                all 
                                                be 
                                                gone
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                keep 
                                                your 
                                                name 
                                                and 
                                                burn 
                                                the 
                                                cash
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                'em 
                                                    I 
                                                died 
                                                singin' 
                                                in 
                                                these 
                                                hills 
                                                if 
                                                they 
                                                ask
 
                                    
                                
                                                Go 
                                                ahead 
                                                and 
                                                make 
                                                your 
                                                money 
                                                off 
                                                    a 
                                                poor 
                                                boy 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'll 
                                                be 
                                                pacin' 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                room 
                                                tonight 
                                                tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                some 
                                                old 
                                                scars 
                                                bleed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                write 
                                                    a 
                                                plot 
                                                line 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                already 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Bout 
                                                the 
                                                weekend 
                                                crowd, 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                reckless 
                                                boy, 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                girl 
                                                from 
                                                Ohio
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Come as You Are
2 Come as You Are
3 From a Lover's Point of View
4 Driving
5 Heading South
6 Cold Blooded
7 Mine
8 Leaving
9 Leaving
10 Codeine Pills (Part One)
11 Codeine Pills - Part One
12 Anita (Part Two)
13 Anita - Part Two
14 Hopefully
15 Hopefully
16 Messed up Kid
17 Loom
18 Me and Mine
19 Old Man
20 A Boy Like You
21 Elisabeth
22 Elisabeth
23 Washington Lilacs
24 Revival
Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.