Plastic Cigarette - Zach Bryan

Capo: Fret 5
Tuning: C, E A D G B E

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***Please note the lyrics are slightly different because this is the LIVE version from June 20th 2025, NOT the
officially released version in the album,***

[Intro]
   
   
   

[Verse]
             
 I ain’t writt

            
en a love song

             
 in so long as

        
 your hair lea

ds down your s

pine
             
 If you don’t 

            
mind, being mi

             
ne for the nig

     
ht, or the res

t of time,
             
 Let your hips

            
 and lips and 

          
your fingertip

s slip against

 the city stre

ets
             
 Seeping in ag

              
ain, I'm sleep

            
ing in while m

           
y friends get 

high on the ed

ge of Westside

 Highway

   

[Verse]
             
 Did you ever 

            
make it back t

          
o Byron Bay?
              
 The day that 

              
you told me to

          
 quit drinking
              
 And thinking 

            
that I's gonna

              
 die before th

  
irty, your mom

 was so worrie

d about
             
 All us kids i

              
n the house te

     
aring picture 

frames down
           
 Cause' our fa

thers were nev

er around when

 we were young

er

   

[Chorus]
       
 So let it go 

I saw you on t

he river's edg

e

 Dragging on a

 plastic cigar

ette
            
 With your swi

              
m top still we


t
             
 So let it go,

              
 I'm meeting y

              
ou out on the 

     
coast
              
 You hate the 

              
smell of real 

  
smoke
              
 Why'd you alw

              
ays keep it so


 cold?

   

[Verse]
             
 We're collect

            
ing shells out

         
 on the baysho

re you know I 

was a shell be

fore
             
 Deep in the h

            
ands of anothe

              
r my brother t


old me to leav

e, but I didn'

t believe
             
 the evil bene

            
ath some peopl

              
e you meet out

    
 in Queens
             
 The way the r

            
ain came down 

     
the other day 

in Byron Bay
             
 Made me feel 

            
so alone, so I

              
 just went hom

    
e, scribbled s

ome poem that 

I know that sh

e'll never rea

d

  

[Chorus]
       
 So let it go 

I saw you on t

he river's edg

e

 Dragging on a

 plastic cigar

ette
            
 With your swi

              
m top still we


t
             
 So let it go,

              
 I'm meeting y

              
ou out on the 

     
coast
              
 You hate the 

              
smell of real 

  
smoke
              
 Why'd you alw

              
ays keep it so


 cold?

   
   

[Outro]
             
 Let it go I s

              
aw you on the 

             
river's edge
        
 Let it go I s

aw you on the 

river's edge

 Dragging on a

 plastic cigar

ette

 With your swi

m top still we

t


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* = strum once

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