{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Travis Tritt - A Hundred Years From Now ","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"&lt;object width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=494706&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/country.network.hu&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=494706&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/country.network.hu&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;\/object&gt;","width":424,"height":345,"description":"When you left I nearly lost my mind.\r\nAnd I tried to drown my sorrows,\r\nEvery night, in warm red wine.\r\nMy old heart broke to pieces,\r\nBut i'll get by somehow.\r\nCause I won't care,\r\nLord a hundred years from now.\r\n\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n\r\nFrom the top of this old world.\r\nTo the bottom of the glass.\r\nI've thrown away my future,\r\nBy drowning out the past.\r\nWhen you walked out the door,\r\nGirl, you broke every vow.\r\nBut I won't care, a hundred years from now.\r\n\r\n\r\nTonight i\"m hurtin',\r\nIn an old familiar way.\r\nOh, and i've got lots of reasons,\r\nWhy I come here every day.\r\nLord I'm tired, unloved and lonesome.\r\nThat's how old Travis feels right now,\r\nBut I won't care, a hundred years from now.\r\n\r\n\r\nRepeat chorus:\r\n\r\n\r\nLord I won't care, a hundred years from now.\r\n\r\n\r\n","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/4\/9\/4\/_\/494706_91649_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"494706"}