28 – Zach Bryan: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

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Utwór 28 został wydany 4 lipca 2024 przez Warner Records jako część albumu The Great American Bar Scene

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PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Zach Bryan

Vocals

Jake Weinberg

Drums

Chris Braun

Bass

Ana Monwah Lei

Cello

Graham Bright

Electric Guitar

Scott Zhang

Piano

Hannah Cohen

Fiddle

Mike Robinson

Pedal Steel Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Zach Bryan

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Zach Bryan

Producer

Jake Weinberg

Engineer

Scott Zhang

Engineer

Pete Lyman

Mastering Engineer

Jacquire King

Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

[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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