Zach Bryan —
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© Подбор аккордов: Елена Ладова // специалист (https://Muzland.ru)
± Темп (BPM): ♩ = 108-110 ударов в минуту

Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan

Intro: 
  G Dadd11 | Em7 Em7 Cmaj C  } ×6

G          Dadd11
You took a train
       Em7           Cmaj
To the south side of Boston,
    G               Dadd11
You showed me where your
        Em7    Cmaj
Old man stayed,
     G            Dadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Em7         Cmaj
Of blood I was lost in
   G             Dadd11      Em7 Cmaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.

    G        Dadd11   
And I always felt
         Em7        Cmaj
Like I’s in between something,
     G            Dadd11     Em7 Cmaj
Like home and somewhere far away,
    G               Dadd11   
But tonight, on the west side
     Em7        Cmaj
In a bar out in Brooklyn
  G         Dadd11   
I saw tears outline
     Em7  Cmaj | Cadd9
Your face.

Chorus:
   Em              D
     How lucky are we?
                           G
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          C   Cadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Em                      D
     There’s smoke seeping out
                    G
     Of your bloody teeth,
                        C    Cadd9
     But you’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Em | D | G G | C Cadd9
  Em | D | G G | C

    G         Dadd11
And I’ll be upstairs
         Em7        Cmaj
With the guitar I’s given,
     G     Dadd11     Em7  Cmaj
When I was barely fourteen,
G          Dadd11     Em7    Cmaj
When did McGlinchey’s get so crowded
    G           Dadd11
And why are the crowds
        Em7    Cmaj
So damn green?

G         Dadd11   
I lost my mind
       Em7            Cmaj
On the streets of the city,
    G       Dadd11       Em7  Cmaj
And maybe I lost all hope too.
     G            Dadd11   
Took twenty-eight years
   Em7           Cmaj
Of blood pumping through me,
   G           Dadd11   
To get to this evening
     Em7  Cmaj | Cadd9
With you.

Chorus:
   Em              D
     How lucky are we?
                           G
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          C   Cadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Em                      D
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         G
     Of the bar down the street,
                       C    Cadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Em | D | G G | C Cadd9
  Em | D | G G | C

   Em              D
     How lucky are we?
                           G
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          C   Cadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Em                      D
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         G
     Of the bar down the street,
                        C   Cadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Em | D | G G | C Cadd9
  Em | D | G G | C

G          Dadd11
You took a train
       Em            C
To the south side of Boston,
    G               Dadd11
You showed me where your
            Em     Cmaj
Whole heart stayed,
     G            Dadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Em            C
Of blood pumping through me
   G             Dadd11      Em  Cmaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.