28 - Zach Bryan: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

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28 fue lanzado el 4 de julio de 2024 por Warner Records como parte del álbum The Great American Bar Scene

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Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Zach Bryan

Voces

Jake Weinberg

Batería

Chris Braun

Bajo

Ana Monwah Lei

Violonchelo

Graham Bright

Guitarra eléctrica

Scott Zhang

Piano

Hannah Cohen

Fiddle

Mike Robinson

Steel guitar con pedal

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Zach Bryan

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PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Zach Bryan

Producción

Jake Weinberg

Ingeniería

Scott Zhang

Ingeniería

Pete Lyman

Masterización

Jacquire King

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Letra

[Verse 1]

You took a train to the south side of Boston

You showed me where your old man stayed

Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in

To feel loved on my own birthday

And I always felt like I's in between something

Like home and somewhere far away

But tonight, on the west side, in a bar out in Brooklyn

I saw tears outline your face

[Chorus]

How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week

But you're all grown now

There's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth

But you're home somehow

[Verse 2]

And I'll be upstairs with the guitar I's given

When I was barely fourteen

When did McGlinchey's get so crowded

And why are the crowds so damn green?

I lost my mind on the streets of the city

And maybe I lost all hope, too

Took twenty-eight years of blood pumpin' through me

To get to this evening with you

[Chorus]

How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week

But we're all grown now

There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street

But we're home somehow

[Chorus]

How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week

And we're all grown now

There's smoke seepin' out of the bar down the street

But we're home somehow

[Outro]

You took a train to the south side of Boston

You showed me where your whole heart stayed

Took twenty-eight years of blood pumpin' through me

To feel loved on my own birthday

Written by: Zach Bryan

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