Вступление
As recorded by Zach Bryan
(From the 2026 Album WITH HEAVEN ON TOP - ACOUSTIC)
This is for the official "Acoustic" version: https://youtu.be/U2BdRYgdsy0
Capo 5h fret
[Intro]
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p = pull-off
x = muted
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Well I ain’t written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine
But I don't mind a few lines tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of time
Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets
Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high
On the edge of the West Side Highway
[Verse 2]
Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay?
The day that you told me to quit drinkin'
And thinkin' that I's gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried about
All those kids in the house tearin' picture frames down
Our fathers were never around when we were younger
[Chorus]
So let me go I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
So let it go, meetin' you out on the coast
You hate the smell of real smoke
So why'd you always keep it so close?
[Verse 3]
You were collecting shells out on the bayshore you know I was a shell before
Deep in the hands of another my brother had told me to leave, but I didn't believe
That evil would mean some people you meet out in Queens
[Verse 4]
The way the rain came down the other day in Byron Bay
Made me feel so alone, so I just went home, and scribbled some poem
That I know you'll never read
[Chorus]
So let me go I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarettes
With your swim top still wet
So let it go, meetin' you out on the coast
You hate the smell of real smoke
So why'd you always keep me so close?
[Interlude]
[Outro]
So let me go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
N.C.
With your swim top still wet