Cicada Zach Bryan

My old man he works five hours
When most folk open their eyes
His knees are givin' out
But he says sweats how, he survives

My mama worked at a nursing home
She told me what they say
As they died they whispered
Not to give one day away

My grandpa was a mason
He laid brick till his hat was hung
He told me two cicadas sang him songs
When he was wild and young

All these years that hurry by
Keep taking too damn long
Soon enough you'll hear the sound
Of sound of cicadas singin' their song
Singin' oooooh, oooooh, oooooh, oooooh

Often times I think of them like a choir from back home
Distance has an awful way to makе a boy feel alonе
I'll send him letters and stamp thеm twicе
To make sure that they send