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Zach Bryan - 24 (Live) - 28 - Live From Tampa
24 (Live)
01. Overtime - Live From Detroit
02. Open the Gate - Live From Atlanta
03. God Speed - Live From San Antonio
04. The Great American Bar Scene - Live From Philadelphia
05. Fifth of May - Live From Kansas City
06. Tishomingo - Live From Little Rock
07. Oak Island - Live From Dallas
08. Nine Ball - Live From Vancouver
09. ’68 Fastback - Live From Tulsa
10. East Side of Sorrow - Live From Nashville
11. 28 - Live From Tampa
12. Tourniquet - Live From Oakland
13. Boys Of Faith - Live From Edmonton
14. Better Days - Live From Los Angeles
15. Oklahoma Smokeshow - Live From Greensboro
16. Dawns - Live From Brooklyn
17. Pink Skies - Live From Minneapolis
18. Starved - Live From Sacramento
19. American Nights - Live From Foxborough
20. I Remember Everything - Live From Chicago
21. Hey Driver - Live From Washington, D.C.
22. Burn, Burn, Burn - Live From Denver
23. Oklahoman Son - Live From Oklahoma City
24. Quittin’ Time - Live From Salt Lake City
25. Revival - Live From Knoxville
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