Zach Bryan —
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Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan

Intro: 
  Eb Bbadd11 | Cm7 Cm7 G#maj G#  } ×6

Eb         Bbadd11
You took a train
       Cm7           G#maj
To the south side of Boston,
    Eb              Bbadd11
You showed me where your
        Cm7    G#maj
Old man stayed,
     Eb           Bbadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Cm7         G#maj
Of blood I was lost in
   Eb            Bbadd11     Cm7 G#maj
To feel loved on my own birthday.

    Eb       Bbadd11  
And I always felt
         Cm7        G#maj
Like I’s in between something,
     Eb           Bbadd11    Cm7 G#maj
Like home and somewhere far away,
    Eb              Bbadd11  
But tonight, on the west side
     Cm7        G#maj
In a bar out in Brooklyn
  Eb        Bbadd11  
I saw tears outline
     Cm7  G#maj | G#add9
Your face.

Chorus:
   Cm              Bb
     How lucky are we?
                           Eb
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          G#  G#add9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Cm                      Bb
     There’s smoke seeping out
                    Eb
     Of your bloody teeth,
                        G#   G#add9
     But you’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Cm | Bb | Eb Eb | G# G#add9
  Cm | Bb | Eb Eb | G#

    Eb        Bbadd11
And I’ll be upstairs
         Cm7        G#maj
With the guitar I’s given,
     Eb    Bbadd11    Cm7  G#maj
When I was barely fourteen,
Eb         Bbadd11    Cm7    G#maj
When did McGlinchey’s get so crowded
    Eb          Bbadd11
And why are the crowds
        Cm7    G#maj
So damn green?

Eb        Bbadd11  
I lost my mind
       Cm7            G#maj
On the streets of the city,
    Eb      Bbadd11      Cm7  G#maj
And maybe I lost all hope too.
     Eb           Bbadd11  
Took twenty-eight years
   Cm7           G#maj
Of blood pumping through me,
   Eb          Bbadd11  
To get to this evening
     Cm7  G#maj | G#add9
With you.

Chorus:
   Cm              Bb
     How lucky are we?
                           Eb
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          G#  G#add9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Cm                      Bb
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         Eb
     Of the bar down the street,
                       G#   G#add9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Cm | Bb | Eb Eb | G# G#add9
  Cm | Bb | Eb Eb | G#

   Cm              Bb
     How lucky are we?
                           Eb
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          G#  G#add9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Cm                      Bb
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         Eb
     Of the bar down the street,
                        G#  G#add9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Cm | Bb | Eb Eb | G# G#add9
  Cm | Bb | Eb Eb | G#

Eb         Bbadd11
You took a train
       Cm            G#
To the south side of Boston,
    Eb              Bbadd11
You showed me where your
            Cm     G#maj
Whole heart stayed,
     Eb           Bbadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Cm            G#
Of blood pumping through me
   Eb            Bbadd11     Cm  G#maj
To feel loved on my own birthday.