As I walk down the isle
I feel the stares burnin' through my skin
A good ole boy with tattooed arms
Is not what they're thinking
If only they knew the stories
That were hidden in these lines
I'd love to sit and bend their ear
But they probably don't have the time
If tattoos could talk they'd tell you bout a boy
In a cloudy west coast rain
Or a home recorded Zach Bryan song
That struck his heart strings that day
They'd tell you bout that boy's old man
And the day he fell in love
With a brown eyed kid that fit right in
Even though he wasn't blood
The date I got on my left arm is the day they brought me home
And I fell into the biggest family that I've ever known
The one right of my heart's Mimi and Papas favorite verse
All things work together for the ones who love God first
If tattoos could talk they'd tell you bout a boy
In a cloudy west coast rain
Or a home recorded Zach Bryan song
That struck his heart strings that day
They'd tell you bout that boy's old man
And the day he fell in love
With a brown eyed kid that fit right in
Even though he wasn't blood
I got this batch of flowers on the inside of my arm
They always remind me of my mom and where she's from
She got one to match me yea I think that's pretty cool
When I'm on the road she knows, that I'm still with her too
If tattoos could talk they'd tell you bout a boy
In a cloudy west coast rain
Or a home recorded Zach Bryan song
That struck his heart strings that day
They'd tell you bout that boy's old man
And the day he fell in love
With a brown eyed kid that fit right in
Even though he wasn't blood