Zach Bryan , Noeline Hofmann - Purple Gas

I’ve got plates for Purple Gas

Bout the only break I catch

But I am not the kind of man

To blame the dealer on a losing hand

Have a lone star in my eye

The darker the sky

The brighter it shines

Pumpjack cheques and baler twine

A ton of grit or maybe it’s spite

And if I weren’t a flatland boy

I’d say I have a hill

A hill that I will die upon

if the climb don’t get me killed