| Artist | Zach Bryan |
| Featuring | Turnpike Troubadours |
| Category | Foreign Music |
| Genre | Country |
| Album | Young Manhood and Other Donatable Organs EP (Track 6) |
| Released | 2026 |
| Duration | 03:46 |
Zach Bryan delivers the sixth track on his 2026 project, Young Manhood and Other Donatable Organs, with Plainsman. The song is part of an eight-track collection that features collaboration with Turnpike Troubadours.
The inclusion of Turnpike Troubadours adds a distinctive layer to Plainsman, complementing the American artistβs style. As track six, it contributes to the projectβs overall structure, situated towards the latter half of the albumβs concise lineup.
Released in 2026, the song fits within the broader context of the albumβs storytelling and composition. The project maintains a focused tracklist, with Young Manhood and Other Donatable Organs comprising a total of eight songs. This collaboration highlights a clear connection between the participating musicians and their shared influences.
Zach Bryan Plainsman Lyrics:
You can take him off the plains, but the plains live in him
Like a moccasin, sittin' with his riverbend venom
Gets into your blood and remains 'til you die
You can call him off the mountain, but the mountain stays calling
Call him on his bluff, but he's always all in
Killing coyotes, know a country boy can survive
So where would you go when you need someone honest?
What would you wish if you only had a comet?
Would you understand, beauty of a barren land
If it wasn't for the hometown, home now, plainsman?
You can take him off the river, but the river stays flowing
Take him off the hook but the fly stays floating
Have a trout jumping out, asking where his old friend's been?
You can take him off the saw, but the saw stays cuttin'
You can take him off the hammer, but the frame needs buttin'
Work his hands bloody, still come back for more
Now here you go, cut out, running
Bet you now, double-or-nothing
You'll never find the beauty that'll beat this barren land
Or another like your hometown, home now, plainsman
Honeysuckle choking out an old fence row
Hardwood yellow of a boat dock post
The feeling that you got it right, when you had the chance
She ain't gone if I can sit here with her
I feel her on the water with a cold chill shiver
Lorrie lit a cigarette, and I just headed home
Where would you go when you need someone honest?
What would you wish if you only had a comet?
Would you understand the beauty of a barren land
If it wasn't for the hometown, home now, plainsman?
Where would you go when you need someone honest?
What would you wish, if you only had a comet?
Would you understand the beauty of a barren land
If it wasn't for the hometown, home now, plainsman?






