{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Tim McGraw-Book Of John  ","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=589962&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=589962&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"We were sittin' round the supper table and the buzz of the frigidaire\r\nWas the only sound 'til momma laid down, a book she found upstairs\r\nIt was covered in dust in the back of the closet,\r\nGoodwill box we almost tossed it out\r\nWe could have lost all those memories\r\n\r\nThere was a picture of mama in the pouring rain\r\nTicket stubs to a Braves game\r\nSilver star and a baggage claim from Hanoi, Vietnam\r\nThere was a picture of him callin' on grandpa\r\nLeather skin from a baseball\r\nWe laughed and cried, told stories all night long\r\nFrom the book of John\r\n\r\nNow the pot of coffee's almost gone, as we turn another page\r\nWe're climbing on him like a Jungle Jim, watching his hair turn gray\r\nAll the Polaroids are just reminders,\r\nYou can't hold life in a three ring binder\r\nWe flipped on through 'em anyway\r\n\r\nThere's a picture at his sister taken in July\r\nOn the steps of the church pulling out his tie\r\nHair's still wet from gettin' baptized, the brand new blue suit on\r\nAn old set of keys to his Chevrolet\r\nA crumpled up receipt for a wedding ring\r\nWe watched ourselves grow up there in his arms\r\nIn the book of John\r\n\r\nThat sun came up, we were wide awake\r\nHead to toe in black and gray\r\nLong black Lincoln waiting down the drive\r\nHe was father, son, husband and friend\r\nI still flip through it every now and then\r\nWhen I need just a few words of advice\r\nIt's almost like he's not really gone\r\nAnd I know one day I'll be passin' on\r\nThe book of John ","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/5\/8\/9\/_\/589962_60363_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"589962"}