Matt and Audie Songtext
von Zach Bryan

Matt and Audie were a few fine folk
Made love in the morning with a few high hopes
They′d leave a note and they'd kick up dirt
In a town only good for part-time work

They bought an Astravan and a loaded revolver
To head to Montana where the weather′s colder
They might steer south where the river's red
Only thing they need now is each other or dead

Matt went to work nearly every day
And in one month's time they′ll be on their way
Audie prepared the van you see
For a getaway bound for robbery


Won′t you load up this bag because my sweet Audie is tired?
I promised her a life and I swear to God I'll fire
′Cause her stomach it keeps turning
My hands are callused rock
I'd rather die a desperate man than a man that got caught

He made it out alive and looked her in the eyes
Told his lover no more just scraping by
We′re gonna be richer than the big machine
I'll buy you diamonds bigger than the stars at sea

So, won′t you load up this bag because my sweet Audie is tired?
I promised her a life and I swear to God I'll fire
'Cause her stomach it keeps growling
My hands are callused rock
I′d rather die a desperate man than a man that got caught

Matt and Audie were a few fine folk
Made love in the mornings with a few high hopes
They stand so brave in a house out east
And tonight Audie′s cooking herself a feast