{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Keith Whitley - Daddy Loved Trains ","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=351181&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=351181&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"Daddy Didn't see me take my first steps as a child\r\nThe railroad had him haulin' cows through Texas at the time\r\nThe night I kicked a field goal at the big homecomin' game\r\nDad was kickin' hobos off another damned ol' train\r\n\r\nMama did her best to do it all when Dad was gone\r\nAnd every night she'd swear he'd really rather be at home\r\nSometimes we'd believe her 'til we'd look in Daddy's eyes\r\nHe'd have that faraway look he never could disguise\r\n\r\n(CHORUS)\r\nMama loved Daddy but Daddy loved trains\r\nThe steel rails controlled him like whiskey in his veins\r\nNumber two diesel fuel flowed through his veins\r\nMama loved Daddy but Daddy loved trains\r\n\r\n\r\nNow that I've grown older there's some things I understand\r\nIt takes a special person to love that kind of man\r\nIn ways I guess I'm different but in way's I'm just the same\r\nI've grown to love somebody like my daddy loved those trains\r\n\r\n(repeat CHORUS twice)\r\n","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/3\/5\/1\/_\/351181_94821_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"351181"}