Zach Bryan —
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Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan

Intro: 
  F Cadd11 | Dm7 Dm7 Bbmaj Bb  } ×6

F          Cadd11
You took a train
       Dm7           Bbmaj
To the south side of Boston,
    F               Cadd11
You showed me where your
        Dm7    Bbmaj
Old man stayed,
     F            Cadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Dm7         Bbmaj
Of blood I was lost in
   F             Cadd11      Dm7 Bbmaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.

    F        Cadd11   
And I always felt
         Dm7        Bbmaj
Like I’s in between something,
     F            Cadd11     Dm7 Bbmaj
Like home and somewhere far away,
    F               Cadd11   
But tonight, on the west side
     Dm7        Bbmaj
In a bar out in Brooklyn
  F         Cadd11   
I saw tears outline
     Dm7  Bbmaj | Bbadd9
Your face.

Chorus:
   Dm              C
     How lucky are we?
                           F
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          Bb  Bbadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Dm                      C
     There’s smoke seeping out
                    F
     Of your bloody teeth,
                        Bb   Bbadd9
     But you’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Dm | C | F F | Bb Bbadd9
  Dm | C | F F | Bb

    F         Cadd11
And I’ll be upstairs
         Dm7        Bbmaj
With the guitar I’s given,
     F     Cadd11     Dm7  Bbmaj
When I was barely fourteen,
F          Cadd11     Dm7    Bbmaj
When did McGlinchey’s get so crowded
    F           Cadd11
And why are the crowds
        Dm7    Bbmaj
So damn green?

F         Cadd11   
I lost my mind
       Dm7            Bbmaj
On the streets of the city,
    F       Cadd11       Dm7  Bbmaj
And maybe I lost all hope too.
     F            Cadd11   
Took twenty-eight years
   Dm7           Bbmaj
Of blood pumping through me,
   F           Cadd11   
To get to this evening
     Dm7  Bbmaj | Bbadd9
With you.

Chorus:
   Dm              C
     How lucky are we?
                           F
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          Bb  Bbadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Dm                      C
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         F
     Of the bar down the street,
                       Bb   Bbadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Dm | C | F F | Bb Bbadd9
  Dm | C | F F | Bb

   Dm              C
     How lucky are we?
                           F
     It’s been a hell of a week,
                          Bb  Bbadd9
     But you’re all grown now.

   Dm                      C
     There’s smoke seeping out
                         F
     Of the bar down the street,
                        Bb  Bbadd9
     But we’re home somehow.

Instrumental: 
  Dm | C | F F | Bb Bbadd9
  Dm | C | F F | Bb

F          Cadd11
You took a train
       Dm            Bb
To the south side of Boston,
    F               Cadd11
You showed me where your
            Dm     Bbmaj
Whole heart stayed,
     F            Cadd11
Took twenty-eight years
   Dm            Bb
Of blood pumping through me
   F             Cadd11      Dm  Bbmaj
To feel loved on my own birthday.