[{"id":11171972,"name":"Zach Bryan - 28","trackName":"Zach Bryan - 28","artistName":"Zach Bryan","albumName":"Zach Bryan","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You took a train to the south-side of Boston\nYou showed me where your old man stayed\nTook twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in\nTo feel loved on my own birthday\nAnd I always felt like I was in-between\nSomething like home and somewhere far away\nBut tonight on the West side in a bar out in Brooklyn\nI saw tears outline your face\n\nHow lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\nBut you're all grown now\nThere's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth\nBut you're home somehow\n\nAnd I'll be upstairs with the guitar I was given\nWhen I was barely fourteen\nWhen did McGlinchey's get so crowded?\nAnd why are the crowds so damn green?\nI lost my mind on the streets of the city\nAnd maybe I lost all hope too\nTook 28 years of blood pumping through me\nTo get to this evening with you\n\nHow lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\nBut we're all grown now\nThere's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\nBut we're home somehow\n\nHow lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\nAnd we're all grown now\nThere's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\nBut we're home somehow\n\nYou took a train to the south-side of Boston\nYou showed me where your whole heart stayed\nTook 28 years of blood pumpin' through me\nTo feel loved on my own birthday","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.52] You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n[00:30.81] You showed me where your old man stayed\n[00:35.25] Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in\n[00:39.24] To feel loved on my own birthday\n[00:44.38] And I always felt like I was in-between\n[00:47.65] Something like home and somewhere far away\n[00:53.29] But tonight on the West side in a bar out in Brooklyn\n[00:56.72] I saw tears outline your face\n[01:01.28] \n[01:05.08] How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n[01:09.44] But you're all grown now\n[01:14.08] There's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth\n[01:18.15] But you're home somehow\n[01:21.68] \n[01:39.63] And I'll be upstairs with the guitar I was given\n[01:43.77] When I was barely fourteen\n[01:48.17] When did McGlinchey's get so crowded?\n[01:52.75] And why are the crowds so damn green?\n[01:57.16] I lost my mind on the streets of the city\n[02:01.36] And maybe I lost all hope too\n[02:05.85] Took 28 years of blood pumping through me\n[02:10.26] To get to this evening with you\n[02:14.56] \n[02:18.12] How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n[02:22.20] But we're all grown now\n[02:26.73] There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\n[02:31.15] But we're home somehow\n[02:35.62] \n[02:53.84] How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n[02:58.18] And we're all grown now\n[03:02.73] There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\n[03:07.12] But we're home somehow\n[03:10.00] \n[03:28.94] You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n[03:32.70] You showed me where your whole heart stayed\n[03:37.38] Took 28 years of blood pumpin' through me\n[03:41.97] To feel loved on my own birthday\n[03:44.45] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Zach Bryan - 28\n  artist: Zach Bryan\n  album: Zach Bryan\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n  start_ms: 26520\n  end_ms: 30810\n- text: You showed me where your old man stayed\n  start_ms: 30810\n  end_ms: 35250\n- text: Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in\n  start_ms: 35250\n  end_ms: 39240\n- text: To feel loved on my own birthday\n  start_ms: 39240\n  end_ms: 44380\n- text: And I always felt like I was in-between\n  start_ms: 44380\n  end_ms: 47650\n- text: Something like home and somewhere far away\n  start_ms: 47650\n  end_ms: 53290\n- text: But tonight on the West side in a bar out in Brooklyn\n  start_ms: 53290\n  end_ms: 56720\n- text: I saw tears outline your face\n  start_ms: 56720\n  end_ms: 61280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 61280\n  end_ms: 65080\n- text: How lucky are we? 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It's been a hell of a week\nAnd we're all grown now\nThere's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\nBut we're home somehow\n\nYou took a train to the south-side of Boston\nYou showed me where your whole heart stayed\nTook 28 years of blood pumpin' through me\nTo feel loved on my own birthday","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.54] You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n[00:30.82] You showed me where your old man stayed\n[00:35.21] Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in\n[00:39.26] To feel loved on my own birthday\n[00:44.36] And I always felt like I was in-between\n[00:47.65] Something like home and somewhere far away\n[00:53.21] But tonight on the West side in a bar out in Brooklyn\n[00:56.77] I saw tears outline your face\n[01:01.47] \n[01:05.02] How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n[01:09.50] But you're all grown now\n[01:14.03] There's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth\n[01:18.12] But you're home somehow\n[01:21.60] \n[01:39.67] And I'll be upstairs with the guitar I was given\n[01:43.79] When I was barely fourteen\n[01:48.10] When did McGlinchey's get so crowded?\n[01:52.71] And why are the crowds so damn green?\n[01:57.12] I lost my mind on the streets of the city\n[02:01.32] And maybe I lost all hope too\n[02:05.80] Took 28 years of blood pumping through me\n[02:10.29] To get to this evening with you\n[02:14.68] \n[02:18.16] How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n[02:22.17] But we're all grown now\n[02:26.74] There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\n[02:31.11] But we're home somehow\n[02:35.62] \n[02:53.87] How lucky are we? 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It's been a hell of a week\n  start_ms: 173810\n  end_ms: 178170\n- text: And we're all grown now\n  start_ms: 178170\n  end_ms: 182720\n- text: There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\n  start_ms: 182720\n  end_ms: 187190\n- text: But we're home somehow\n  start_ms: 187190\n  end_ms: 190070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 190070\n  end_ms: 208930\n- text: You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n  start_ms: 208930\n  end_ms: 212720\n- text: You showed me where your whole heart stayed\n  start_ms: 212720\n  end_ms: 217370\n- text: Took 28 years of blood pumpin' through me\n  start_ms: 217370\n  end_ms: 221990\n- text: To feel loved on my own birthday\n  start_ms: 221990\n  end_ms: 225600\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 225600\nplain: |-\n  You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n  You showed me where your old man stayed\n  Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in\n  To feel loved on my own birthday\n  And I always felt like I was in-between\n  Something like home and somewhere far away\n  But tonight on the West side in a bar out in Brooklyn\n  I saw tears outline your face\n\n  How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n  But you're all grown now\n  There's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth\n  But you're home somehow\n\n  And I'll be upstairs with the guitar I was given\n  When I was barely fourteen\n  When did McGlinchey's get so crowded?\n  And why are the crowds so damn green?\n  I lost my mind on the streets of the city\n  And maybe I lost all hope too\n  Took 28 years of blood pumping through me\n  To get to this evening with you\n\n  How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n  But we're all grown now\n  There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\n  But we're home somehow\n\n  How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week\n  And we're all grown now\n  There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street\n  But we're home somehow\n\n  You took a train to the south-side of Boston\n  You showed me where your whole heart stayed\n  Took 28 years of blood pumpin' through me\n  To feel loved on my own birthday\n"}]