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28
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28 foi lançado em 4 de julho de 2024 por Warner Records como parte do álbum The Great American Bar Scene
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Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Vocais, Violão
Chris Braun
Chris Braun
Baixo
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Bateria, Vocal de apoio
Ana Monwah Lei
Ana Monwah Lei
Violoncelo
Graham Bright
Graham Bright
Guitarra elétrica
Scott Zhang
Scott Zhang
Piano
Hannah Cohen
Hannah Cohen
Fiddle
Mike Robinson
Mike Robinson
Guitarra pedal steel
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Produção
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Engenharia
Scott Zhang
Scott Zhang
Engenharia
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Engenharia (masterização)
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Engenharia (mixagem)

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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