28 - Live From Tampa Songtext
von Zach Bryan

You took a train to the south side of Boston
You showed me where your old man stayed
Took 28 years of blood I was lost in
To feel loved on my own birthday
I always felt like I′s in between somethin'
Like home and somewhere far away
Tonight on the west side in a bar out in Brooklyn
I saw tears outline your face

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


I'll be upstairs with the guitar I′s given
When I was barely 14
When did McGlinchеy's get so crowded
And why are thе crowds so damn green?
I lost my mind on the streets of the city
And maybe I lost all hope too
Took 28 years of blood pumpin′ through me
To get to this evening with you
Lucky to be in Tampa, huh?

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

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

You took a train to the south side of Boston
You showed me where your whole heart stayed
Took 28 years of blood pumpin' through me
To feel loved on my own birthday