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91850\n  end_ms: 96140\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96140\n  end_ms: 100760\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100760\n  end_ms: 105280\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105280\n  end_ms: 107550\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107550\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 112220\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 112220\n  end_ms: 114580\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114580\n  end_ms: 116830\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116830\n  end_ms: 120270\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123580\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123580\n  end_ms: 127650\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127650\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132230\n  end_ms: 136970\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  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around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] 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164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":14444710,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin","duration":184.2039,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.44] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.58] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.81] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.08] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.48] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.75] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.14] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.69] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.04] \n[00:42.14] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.11] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.39] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.55] He could turn and say\n[00:50.82] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.02] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.57] \n[01:00.24] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.48] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:09.05] \n[01:13.84] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.78] One of many games she played\n[01:18.04] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.34] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.59] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.99] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.32] \n[01:32.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.24] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:39.98] \n[01:45.51] And so it was one day\n[01:47.43] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.76] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:52.05] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.45] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.50] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[02:00.05] \n[02:03.96] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.00] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.59] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:17.06] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:21.67] \n[02:27.98] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.27] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.52] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:40.12] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.27] Hey\n[02:46.16] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.34] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.46] Yeah.\n[02:50.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin\n  duration_ms: 184204\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 16580\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16580\n  end_ms: 18810\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18810\n  end_ms: 21080\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21080\n  end_ms: 23480\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23480\n  end_ms: 25750\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 25750\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 32690\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32690\n  end_ms: 37040\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37040\n  end_ms: 42140\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 42140\n  end_ms: 44110\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44110\n  end_ms: 46390\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46390\n  end_ms: 48550\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48550\n  end_ms: 50820\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50820\n  end_ms: 53020\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53020\n  end_ms: 56570\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56570\n  end_ms: 60240\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60240\n  end_ms: 64480\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64480\n  end_ms: 69050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 69050\n  end_ms: 73840\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73840\n  end_ms: 75780\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75780\n  end_ms: 78040\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78040\n  end_ms: 80340\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80340\n  end_ms: 82590\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82590\n  end_ms: 84990\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84990\n  end_ms: 88320\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88320\n  end_ms: 92150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 92150\n  end_ms: 96240\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96240\n  end_ms: 99980\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 99980\n  end_ms: 105510\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105510\n  end_ms: 107430\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107430\n  end_ms: 109760\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109760\n  end_ms: 112050\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 112050\n  end_ms: 114450\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114450\n  end_ms: 116500\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116500\n  end_ms: 120050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 120050\n  end_ms: 123960\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123960\n  end_ms: 127000\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127000\n  end_ms: 132590\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132590\n  end_ms: 137060\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 137060\n  end_ms: 141670\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 141670\n  end_ms: 147980\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 147980\n  end_ms: 151270\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151270\n  end_ms: 155520\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155520\n  end_ms: 160120\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 160120\n  end_ms: 164270\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164270\n  end_ms: 166160\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166160\n  end_ms: 168340\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168340\n  end_ms: 170460\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170460\n  end_ms: 170660\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 170660\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":23123446,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin","duration":255.929625,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin\n  duration_ms: 255930\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21180\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 25820\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 25820\n  end_ms: 28230\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28230\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32590\n  end_ms: 37000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37000\n  end_ms: 41930\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 41930\n  end_ms: 44000\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44000\n  end_ms: 46620\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46620\n  end_ms: 48630\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48630\n  end_ms: 50980\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50980\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n 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away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":29365102,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin 4","albumName":"Led Zeppelin","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.67] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.19] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.98] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.12] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.62] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:26.18] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.38] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.40] \n[00:42.10] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.46] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.53] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.66] He could turn and say\n[00:50.92] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.25] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.63] \n[01:00.25] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.58] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:09.04] \n[01:13.58] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.86] One of many games she played\n[01:18.17] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.37] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.72] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.91] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.22] \n[01:31.85] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.14] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.76] \n[01:45.28] And so it was one day\n[01:47.55] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.79] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:52.22] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.58] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.83] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[02:00.27] \n[02:03.58] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.65] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.23] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.97] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:21.03] \n[02:26.57] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:30.95] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.46] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.96] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.35] Hey\n[02:46.26] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.32] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.69] Yeah.\n[02:51.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin 4\n  album: Led Zeppelin\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 16190\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16190\n  end_ms: 18980\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18980\n  end_ms: 21120\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21120\n  end_ms: 23620\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23620\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28380\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28380\n  end_ms: 32200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32200\n  end_ms: 37400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37400\n  end_ms: 42100\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 42100\n  end_ms: 44460\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44460\n  end_ms: 46530\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46530\n  end_ms: 48660\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48660\n  end_ms: 50920\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50920\n  end_ms: 53250\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53250\n  end_ms: 56630\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56630\n  end_ms: 60250\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60250\n  end_ms: 64580\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64580\n  end_ms: 69040\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 69040\n  end_ms: 73580\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73580\n  end_ms: 75860\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75860\n  end_ms: 78170\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78170\n  end_ms: 80370\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80370\n  end_ms: 82720\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82720\n  end_ms: 84910\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84910\n  end_ms: 88220\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88220\n  end_ms: 91850\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91850\n  end_ms: 96140\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96140\n  end_ms: 100760\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100760\n  end_ms: 105280\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105280\n  end_ms: 107550\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107550\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 112220\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 112220\n  end_ms: 114580\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114580\n  end_ms: 116830\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116830\n  end_ms: 120270\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123580\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123580\n  end_ms: 127650\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127650\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132230\n  end_ms: 136970\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136970\n  end_ms: 141030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 141030\n  end_ms: 146570\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146570\n  end_ms: 150950\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 150950\n  end_ms: 155460\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155460\n  end_ms: 159960\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159960\n  end_ms: 164350\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164350\n  end_ms: 166260\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166260\n  end_ms: 168320\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168320\n  end_ms: 170690\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170690\n  end_ms: 171280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171280\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":30331198,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin Remasters","duration":228.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] 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of the day\n  start_ms: 46620\n  end_ms: 48630\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48630\n  end_ms: 50980\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50980\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":15959912,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin III","duration":182.066667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.67] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.19] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.98] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.12] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.62] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:26.18] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.38] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.40] \n[00:42.10] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.46] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.53] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.66] He could turn and say\n[00:50.92] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.25] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.63] \n[01:00.25] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.58] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:09.04] \n[01:13.58] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.86] One of many games she played\n[01:18.17] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.37] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.72] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.91] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.22] \n[01:31.85] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.14] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.76] \n[01:45.28] And so it was one day\n[01:47.55] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.79] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:52.22] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.58] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.83] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[02:00.27] \n[02:03.58] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.65] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.23] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.97] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:21.03] \n[02:26.57] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:30.95] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.46] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.96] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.35] Hey\n[02:46.26] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.32] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.69] Yeah.\n[02:51.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin III\n  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Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50920\n  end_ms: 53250\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53250\n  end_ms: 56630\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56630\n  end_ms: 60250\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60250\n  end_ms: 64580\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64580\n  end_ms: 69040\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 69040\n  end_ms: 73580\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73580\n  end_ms: 75860\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75860\n  end_ms: 78170\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78170\n  end_ms: 80370\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80370\n  end_ms: 82720\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82720\n  end_ms: 84910\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84910\n  end_ms: 88220\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88220\n  end_ms: 91850\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91850\n  end_ms: 96140\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96140\n  end_ms: 100760\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100760\n  end_ms: 105280\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105280\n  end_ms: 107550\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107550\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 112220\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 112220\n  end_ms: 114580\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114580\n  end_ms: 116830\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116830\n  end_ms: 120270\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123580\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123580\n  end_ms: 127650\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127650\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132230\n  end_ms: 136970\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136970\n  end_ms: 141030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 141030\n  end_ms: 146570\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146570\n  end_ms: 150950\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 150950\n  end_ms: 155460\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155460\n  end_ms: 159960\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159960\n  end_ms: 164350\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164350\n  end_ms: 166260\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166260\n  end_ms: 168320\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168320\n  end_ms: 170690\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170690\n  end_ms: 171280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171280\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":15665739,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin IV","duration":182.1257139,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.67] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.19] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.98] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.12] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.62] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:26.18] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.38] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.40] \n[00:42.10] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.46] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.53] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.66] He could turn and say\n[00:50.92] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.25] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.63] \n[01:00.25] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.58] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:09.04] \n[01:13.58] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.86] One of many games she played\n[01:18.17] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.37] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.72] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.91] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.22] \n[01:31.85] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.14] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.76] \n[01:45.28] And so it was one day\n[01:47.55] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.79] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:52.22] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.58] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.83] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[02:00.27] \n[02:03.58] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.65] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.23] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.97] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:21.03] \n[02:26.57] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:30.95] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.46] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.96] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.35] Hey\n[02:46.26] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.32] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.69] Yeah.\n[02:51.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin IV\n  duration_ms: 182126\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 16190\n- 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end_ms: 105280\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105280\n  end_ms: 107550\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107550\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 112220\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 112220\n  end_ms: 114580\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114580\n  end_ms: 116830\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116830\n  end_ms: 120270\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123580\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123580\n  end_ms: 127650\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127650\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132230\n  end_ms: 136970\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136970\n  end_ms: 141030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 141030\n  end_ms: 146570\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146570\n  end_ms: 150950\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 150950\n  end_ms: 155460\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155460\n  end_ms: 159960\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159960\n  end_ms: 164350\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164350\n  end_ms: 166260\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166260\n  end_ms: 168320\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168320\n  end_ms: 170690\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170690\n  end_ms: 171280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171280\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":34399579,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin  (Compilation)","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that 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And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin  (Compilation)\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  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Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":27357836,"name":"Poor 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day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin Anthology\n  duration_ms: 182137\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21180\n  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Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":25635870,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin - 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around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin - Coda\n  duration_ms: 182230\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21180\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 25820\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 25820\n  end_ms: 28230\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28230\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32590\n  end_ms: 37000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37000\n  end_ms: 41930\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 41930\n  end_ms: 44000\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44000\n  end_ms: 46620\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46620\n  end_ms: 48630\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48630\n  end_ms: 50980\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50980\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: 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\n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin [Disc 4]\n  duration_ms: 228018\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the 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nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One 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runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.67] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.19] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.98] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.12] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.62] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:26.18] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.38] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.40] \n[00:42.10] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.46] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.53] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.66] He could turn and say\n[00:50.92] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.25] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.63] \n[01:00.25] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.58] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:09.04] \n[01:13.58] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.86] One of many games she played\n[01:18.17] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.37] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.72] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.91] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.22] \n[01:31.85] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.14] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.76] \n[01:45.28] And so it was one day\n[01:47.55] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.79] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:52.22] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.58] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.83] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[02:00.27] \n[02:03.58] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.65] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.23] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.97] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:21.03] \n[02:26.57] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:30.95] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.46] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.96] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.35] Hey\n[02:46.26] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.32] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.69] Yeah.\n[02:51.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin Boxed Set\n  duration_ms: 182137\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14670\n  end_ms: 16190\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16190\n  end_ms: 18980\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18980\n  end_ms: 21120\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21120\n  end_ms: 23620\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23620\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28380\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28380\n  end_ms: 32200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32200\n  end_ms: 37400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37400\n  end_ms: 42100\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 42100\n  end_ms: 44460\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44460\n  end_ms: 46530\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46530\n  end_ms: 48660\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48660\n  end_ms: 50920\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50920\n  end_ms: 53250\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53250\n  end_ms: 56630\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56630\n  end_ms: 60250\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60250\n  end_ms: 64580\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64580\n  end_ms: 69040\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 69040\n  end_ms: 73580\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73580\n  end_ms: 75860\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75860\n  end_ms: 78170\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78170\n  end_ms: 80370\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80370\n  end_ms: 82720\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82720\n  end_ms: 84910\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84910\n  end_ms: 88220\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88220\n  end_ms: 91850\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91850\n  end_ms: 96140\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96140\n  end_ms: 100760\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100760\n  end_ms: 105280\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105280\n  end_ms: 107550\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107550\n  end_ms: 109790\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109790\n  end_ms: 112220\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 112220\n  end_ms: 114580\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114580\n  end_ms: 116830\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116830\n  end_ms: 120270\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123580\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123580\n  end_ms: 127650\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127650\n  end_ms: 132230\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132230\n  end_ms: 136970\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136970\n  end_ms: 141030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 141030\n  end_ms: 146570\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146570\n  end_ms: 150950\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 150950\n  end_ms: 155460\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155460\n  end_ms: 159960\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159960\n  end_ms: 164350\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164350\n  end_ms: 166260\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166260\n  end_ms: 168320\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168320\n  end_ms: 170690\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170690\n  end_ms: 171280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171280\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":25293376,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin Studio 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what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin Studio Sessions\n  duration_ms: 200784\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21180\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 25820\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 25820\n  end_ms: 28230\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28230\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32590\n  end_ms: 37000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37000\n  end_ms: 41930\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 41930\n  end_ms: 44000\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44000\n  end_ms: 46620\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46620\n  end_ms: 48630\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48630\n  end_ms: 50980\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50980\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":23606840,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin Box Set","duration":184.189388,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHe worked for thirty years\nSharin' hopes 'n' fears\nDreamin' of the day\nHe could turn and say\n\nPoor Tom, work's gone,\nLazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHis wife was Emmie May\nOne of many games she played\nWhen Tom was out of town,\nShe couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\nA-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\nAlways knew what's goin on.\n\nAin't a thing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nAnd so it was one day\nPeople got to Emmie May\nA-Tom took a gun in his hand\nAnd stopped all the runnin' around.\n\nPoor Tom, Seventh Son,\nGotta die for what you've done.\n\nAll those years of work are thrown away.\nTo ease your mind, is that all you can say?\nBut what about that grandson on your knee?\nAnd then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin Box Set\n  duration_ms: 184189\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21180\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 25820\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 25820\n  end_ms: 28230\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28230\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32590\n  end_ms: 37000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37000\n  end_ms: 41930\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 41930\n  end_ms: 44000\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44000\n  end_ms: 46620\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46620\n  end_ms: 48630\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48630\n  end_ms: 50980\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50980\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  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you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"},{"id":22648368,"name":"Poor Tom","trackName":"Poor Tom","artistName":"Led Zeppelin","albumName":"Led Zeppelin Studio Sessions","duration":215.4121,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here's a tale of Tom\nWho worked the rivers run\nHis wife would cook his meals,\nAs he would check the wheels.\n\nSingin' poor 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songs as well as he could be.\n\nAin't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\nAnd there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\nHey\nKeep-a truckin',\nKeep-a truckin'\nYeah.","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.65] Here's a tale of Tom\n[00:16.55] Who worked the rivers run\n[00:18.95] His wife would cook his meals,\n[00:21.18] As he would check the wheels.\n[00:23.42] Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[00:25.82] Always knew what's goin on.\n[00:28.23] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[00:32.59] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[00:37.00] \n[00:41.93] He worked for thirty years\n[00:44.00] Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n[00:46.62] Dreamin' of the day\n[00:48.63] He could turn and say\n[00:50.98] Poor Tom, work's gone,\n[00:53.27] Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n[00:56.71] \n[01:00.15] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:04.49] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:08.91] \n[01:13.73] His wife was Emmie May\n[01:15.77] One of many games she played\n[01:18.07] When Tom was out of town,\n[01:20.15] She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n[01:22.63] A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:24.95] Always knew what's goin on.\n[01:28.55] \n[01:31.74] Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n[01:36.20] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[01:40.77] \n[01:45.26] And so it was one day\n[01:47.57] People got to Emmie May\n[01:49.71] A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n[01:51.98] And stopped all the runnin' around.\n[01:54.35] Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n[01:56.71] Gotta die for what you've done.\n[01:59.77] \n[02:03.43] All those years of work are thrown away.\n[02:07.91] To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n[02:12.27] But what about that grandson on your knee?\n[02:16.99] And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n[02:20.99] \n[02:26.50] Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:31.00] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:35.42] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n[02:39.83] And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n[02:44.18] Hey\n[02:46.05] Keep-a truckin',\n[02:48.24] Keep-a truckin'\n[02:50.80] Yeah.\n[02:51.14] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Poor Tom\n  artist: Led Zeppelin\n  album: Led Zeppelin Studio Sessions\n  duration_ms: 215412\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here's a tale of Tom\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 16550\n- text: Who worked the rivers run\n  start_ms: 16550\n  end_ms: 18950\n- text: His wife would cook his meals,\n  start_ms: 18950\n  end_ms: 21180\n- text: As he would check the wheels.\n  start_ms: 21180\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 25820\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 25820\n  end_ms: 28230\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 28230\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 32590\n  end_ms: 37000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 37000\n  end_ms: 41930\n- text: He worked for thirty years\n  start_ms: 41930\n  end_ms: 44000\n- text: Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  start_ms: 44000\n  end_ms: 46620\n- text: Dreamin' of the day\n  start_ms: 46620\n  end_ms: 48630\n- text: He could turn and say\n  start_ms: 48630\n  end_ms: 50980\n- text: Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  start_ms: 50980\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 64490\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 64490\n  end_ms: 68910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 68910\n  end_ms: 73730\n- text: His wife was Emmie May\n  start_ms: 73730\n  end_ms: 75770\n- text: One of many games she played\n  start_ms: 75770\n  end_ms: 78070\n- text: When Tom was out of town,\n  start_ms: 78070\n  end_ms: 80150\n- text: She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n  start_ms: 80150\n  end_ms: 82630\n- text: A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 82630\n  end_ms: 84950\n- text: Always knew what's goin on.\n  start_ms: 84950\n  end_ms: 88550\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 88550\n  end_ms: 91740\n- text: Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 91740\n  end_ms: 96200\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 96200\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: And so it was one day\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107570\n- text: People got to Emmie May\n  start_ms: 107570\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: And stopped all the runnin' around.\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114350\n- text: Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  start_ms: 114350\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: Gotta die for what you've done.\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 119770\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: All those years of work are thrown away.\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 127910\n- text: To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  start_ms: 127910\n  end_ms: 132270\n- text: But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  start_ms: 132270\n  end_ms: 136990\n- text: And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n  start_ms: 136990\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 146500\n- text: Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 146500\n  end_ms: 151000\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 151000\n  end_ms: 155420\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  start_ms: 155420\n  end_ms: 159830\n- text: And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n  start_ms: 159830\n  end_ms: 164180\n- text: Hey\n  start_ms: 164180\n  end_ms: 166050\n- text: Keep-a truckin',\n  start_ms: 166050\n  end_ms: 168240\n- text: Keep-a truckin'\n  start_ms: 168240\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Yeah.\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 171140\nplain: |-\n  Here's a tale of Tom\n  Who worked the rivers run\n  His wife would cook his meals,\n  As he would check the wheels.\n\n  Singin' poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  He worked for thirty years\n  Sharin' hopes 'n' fears\n  Dreamin' of the day\n  He could turn and say\n\n  Poor Tom, work's gone,\n  Lazin' out in the noonday sun.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  His wife was Emmie May\n  One of many games she played\n  When Tom was out of town,\n  She couldn't keep her dresses down.\n\n  A-poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Always knew what's goin on.\n\n  Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  And so it was one day\n  People got to Emmie May\n  A-Tom took a gun in his hand\n  And stopped all the runnin' around.\n\n  Poor Tom, Seventh Son,\n  Gotta die for what you've done.\n\n  All those years of work are thrown away.\n  To ease your mind, is that all you can say?\n  But what about that grandson on your knee?\n  And then wrote songs as well as he could be.\n\n  Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom\n  And there ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom.\n\n  Hey\n  Keep-a truckin',\n  Keep-a truckin'\n  Yeah.\n"}]