Zach Bryan – ’68 Fastback Lyrics

Zach teased a snippet of “‘68 Fastback” on Twitter after revealing that the song title was his favorite on upcoming album American Heartbreak.

The song’s instrumental retreads the Appalachian folk music style that Zach introduced in Quiet, Heavy Dreams, with fiddle and mandolins remaining prominent.

[Verse]
Take my soul, take my heart
Tear me apart
If I’m good for anything, it’s all of this suffering
So use me for parts
To you, I’m just salvage
I ain’t ran right in years
So drive me, then gut me, deceive and fuck me
Then disappear
Well, take all my jokes
And tell them to them
And act like you’re someone that could be someone
Worth loving
And steal all the good parts
You found in me
Yeah, you’ll sell ’em quick, yeah, you’ll sell ’em cheap
Hey, you’ll give ’em for free
But I cleaned all my pistons
I’m running on 91
And I’m piecing myself back off the shelf
One by one
And now I’ve got a driver
Who chooses the high road
They don’t use me for scraps or throw my ass back
When I hit potholes

[Chorus]
And I’m flying down freeways
Going one-seventeen
And a ’68 Fastback looks like a hatchback
Racing me

[Bridge]
Ah, I believe
You cannot tear down what’s built up strong now
Thankfully
Oh, I believe
That you cannot tear down what’s built up strong now
Thankfully

[Chorus]
And I’m flying down freeways
Going one-seventeen
And a ’68 Fastback looks like a hatchback
Next to me