[{"id":20572905,"name":"DRIVING THROUGH MY HOMETOWN","trackName":"DRIVING THROUGH MY HOMETOWN","artistName":"Chase Matthew","albumName":"CHASE","duration":189.444444,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"There's a field where I hit my first home run, they never found the ball\nThere's those woods where I had my first dance with alcohol\nBar where my first band played, even though we were underage\nSee that steeple, hind those maples, that's where I got saved\nFeels like I've rode these roads a million times\nA million memories right before my eyes\n\nDriving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\nBanging up a johnboat, throwing shiners on some heavy bend\nStopping at my grandpa's, working on a two-stroke\nSaying you know nothing 'bout what's coming through this radio\nWhen it's my last settin' sun, said and done\nSaying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\nI hope heaven's like driving through my hometown\nDriving through my hometown\n\nMe and my buddy ran that barbwire, we set every post\nHis sister called me just last month and said he overdosed\nDidn't get along with the cops, but they lit up that line of trucks\nI pray one day it'll be the way it was\n\nDriving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\nPicking up my first love just to let her break my heart again\nStopping at my mamaw's, picking through tomato rows\nWish I wasn't blind to all the signs that she was gettin' old\nWhen it's my last settin' sun, said and done\nSaying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\nI hope heaven's like driving through my hometown\nDriving through my hometown\n\nAnd that shotgun seat there'd be my favorite dog\nAround that curve, there won't be a cross\n\nDriving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\nBanging up a johnboat, throwing shiners on some river bend\nStopping at my grandpaw's, working on a two-stroke\nSinging every song they kept on playing through his radio\nWhen it's my last settin' sun, said and done\nSaying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\nI hope heaven's like driving through my hometown (oh, I hope heaven's like)\nDriving through my hometown","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.81] There's a field where I hit my first home run, they never found the ball\n[00:14.12] There's those woods where I had my first dance with alcohol\n[00:18.39] Bar where my first band played, even though we were underage\n[00:22.67] See that steeple, hind those maples, that's where I got saved\n[00:27.35] Feels like I've rode these roads a million times\n[00:31.14] A million memories right before my eyes\n[00:34.61] Driving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\n[00:39.65] Banging up a johnboat, throwing shiners on some heavy bend\n[00:43.80] Stopping at my grandpa's, working on a two-stroke\n[00:48.38] Saying you know nothing 'bout what's coming through this radio\n[00:52.76] When it's my last settin' sun, said and done\n[00:56.08] Saying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\n[01:00.14] I hope heaven's like driving through my hometown\n[01:05.68] Driving through my hometown\n[01:11.82] Me and my buddy ran that barbwire, we set every post\n[01:15.95] His sister called me just last month and said he overdosed\n[01:20.57] Didn't get along with the cops, but they lit up that line of trucks\n[01:24.71] I pray one day it'll be the way it was\n[01:28.35] Driving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\n[01:32.75] Picking up my first love just to let her break my heart again\n[01:37.03] Stopping at my mamaw's, picking through tomato rows\n[01:41.48] Wish I wasn't blind to all the signs that she was gettin' old\n[01:45.94] When it's my last settin' sun, said and done\n[01:49.19] Saying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\n[01:53.32] I hope heaven's like driving through my hometown\n[01:59.44] Driving through my hometown\n[02:05.28] And that shotgun seat there'd be my favorite dog\n[02:09.96] Around that curve, there won't be a cross\n[02:15.03] Driving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\n[02:19.23] Banging up a johnboat, throwing shiners on some river bend\n[02:23.78] Stopping at my grandpaw's, working on a two-stroke\n[02:28.05] Singing every song they kept on playing through his radio\n[02:33.35] When it's my last settin' sun, said and done\n[02:35.78] Saying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\n[02:39.82] I hope heaven's like driving through my hometown (oh, I hope heaven's like)\n[02:44.91] Driving through my hometown\n[02:50.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: DRIVING THROUGH MY HOMETOWN\n  artist: Chase Matthew\n  album: CHASE\n  duration_ms: 189444\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: There's a field where I hit my first home run, they never found the ball\n  start_ms: 8810\n  end_ms: 14120\n- text: There's those woods where I had my first dance with alcohol\n  start_ms: 14120\n  end_ms: 18390\n- text: Bar where my first band played, even though we were 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hanging out the window\n  I hope heaven's like driving through my hometown\n  Driving through my hometown\n\n  Me and my buddy ran that barbwire, we set every post\n  His sister called me just last month and said he overdosed\n  Didn't get along with the cops, but they lit up that line of trucks\n  I pray one day it'll be the way it was\n\n  Driving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\n  Picking up my first love just to let her break my heart again\n  Stopping at my mamaw's, picking through tomato rows\n  Wish I wasn't blind to all the signs that she was gettin' old\n  When it's my last settin' sun, said and done\n  Saying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\n  I hope heaven's like driving through my hometown\n  Driving through my hometown\n\n  And that shotgun seat there'd be my favorite dog\n  Around that curve, there won't be a cross\n\n  Driving through my hometown, flipping off my best friends\n  Banging up a johnboat, throwing shiners on some river bend\n  Stopping at my grandpaw's, working on a two-stroke\n  Singing every song they kept on playing through his radio\n  When it's my last settin' sun, said and done\n  Saying goodbye with one hand hanging out the window\n  I hope heaven's like driving through my hometown (oh, I hope heaven's like)\n  Driving through my hometown\n"}]