Zach Bryan —
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Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan

Intro: 
  D Aadd11 | Hm7 Hm7 Gmaj G  } ×6

D          Aadd11
You took a train
       Hm7           Gmaj
To the south side of Boston,
    D               Aadd11
You showed me where your
        Hm7    Gmaj
Old man stayed,
     D            Aadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Hm7         Gmaj
Of blood I was lost in
   D             Aadd11      Hm7 Gmaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.

    D        Aadd11   
And I always felt
         Hm7        Gmaj
Like I’s in between something,
     D            Aadd11     Hm7 Gmaj
Like home and somewhere far away,
    D               Aadd11   
But tonight, on the west side
     Hm7        Gmaj
In a bar out in Brooklyn
  D         Aadd11   
I saw tears outline
     Hm7  Gmaj | Gadd9
Your face.

Chorus:
   Hm              A
     How lucky are we?
                           D
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          G   Gadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Hm                      A
     There’s smoke seeping out
                    D
     Of your bloody teeth,
                        G    Gadd9
     But you’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Hm | A | D D | G Gadd9
  Hm | A | D D | G

    D         Aadd11
And I’ll be upstairs
         Hm7        Gmaj
With the guitar I’s given,
     D     Aadd11     Hm7  Gmaj
When I was barely fourteen,
D          Aadd11     Hm7    Gmaj
When did McGlinchey’s get so crowded
    D           Aadd11
And why are the crowds
        Hm7    Gmaj
So damn green?

D         Aadd11   
I lost my mind
       Hm7            Gmaj
On the streets of the city,
    D       Aadd11       Hm7  Gmaj
And maybe I lost all hope too.
     D            Aadd11   
Took twenty-eight years
   Hm7           Gmaj
Of blood pumping through me,
   D           Aadd11   
To get to this evening
     Hm7  Gmaj | Gadd9
With you.

Chorus:
   Hm              A
     How lucky are we?
                           D
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          G   Gadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Hm                      A
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         D
     Of the bar down the street,
                       G    Gadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Hm | A | D D | G Gadd9
  Hm | A | D D | G

   Hm              A
     How lucky are we?
                           D
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          G   Gadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Hm                      A
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         D
     Of the bar down the street,
                        G   Gadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Hm | A | D D | G Gadd9
  Hm | A | D D | G

D          Aadd11
You took a train
       Hm            G
To the south side of Boston,
    D               Aadd11
You showed me where your
            Hm     Gmaj
Whole heart stayed,
     D            Aadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Hm            G
Of blood pumping through me
   D             Aadd11      Hm  Gmaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.