Zach Bryan —
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Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan

Intro: 
  H F#add11 | G#m7 G#m7 Emaj E  } ×6

H          F#add11
You took a train
       G#m7          Emaj
To the south side of Boston,
    H               F#add11
You showed me where your
        G#m7   Emaj
Old man stayed,
     H            F#add11
Took twenty-eight years
   G#m7        Emaj
Of blood I was lost in
   H             F#add11     G#m7 Emaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.

    H        F#add11/Bb
And I always felt
         G#m7       Emaj
Like I’s in between something,
     H            F#add11/Bb G#m7 Emaj
Like home and somewhere far away,
    H               F#add11/Bb
But tonight, on the west side
     G#m7       Emaj
In a bar out in Brooklyn
  H         F#add11/Bb
I saw tears outline
     G#m7 Emaj | Eadd9
Your face.

Chorus:
   G#m             F#
     How lucky are we?
                           H
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                H/Eb      E   Eadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   G#m                     F#
     There’s smoke seeping out
                    H
     Of your bloody teeth,
                H/Eb    E    Eadd9
     But you’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  G#m | F# | H H/Eb | E Eadd9
  G#m | F# | H H/Eb | E

    H         F#add11
And I’ll be upstairs
         G#m7       Emaj
With the guitar I’s given,
     H     F#add11    G#m7 Emaj
When I was barely fourteen,
H          F#add11    G#m7   Emaj
When did McGlinchey’s get so crowded
    H           F#add11
And why are the crowds
        G#m7   Emaj
So damn green?

H         F#add11/Bb
I lost my mind
       G#m7           Emaj
On the streets of the city,
    H       F#add11/Bb   G#m7 Emaj
And maybe I lost all hope too.
     H            F#add11/Bb
Took twenty-eight years
   G#m7          Emaj
Of blood pumping through me,
   H           F#add11/Bb
To get to this evening
     G#m7 Emaj | Eadd9
With you.

Chorus:
   G#m             F#
     How lucky are we?
                           H
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                H/Eb      E   Eadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   G#m                     F#
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         H
     Of the bar down the street,
               H/Eb    E    Eadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  G#m | F# | H H/Eb | E Eadd9
  G#m | F# | H H/Eb | E

   G#m             F#
     How lucky are we?
                           H
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                H/Eb      E   Eadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   G#m                     F#
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         H
     Of the bar down the street,
               H/Eb     E   Eadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  G#m | F# | H H/Eb | E Eadd9
  G#m | F# | H H/Eb | E

H          F#add11
You took a train
       G#m           E
To the south side of Boston,
    H               F#add11
You showed me where your
            G#m    Emaj
Whole heart stayed,
     H            F#add11
Took twenty-eight years
   G#m           E
Of blood pumping through me
   H             F#add11     G#m Emaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.