{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Graveyard  Train  by  Creedence  Clearwater  Revival","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=30484&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=30484&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"On the highway, Thirty people lost their lives.\nOn the highway, Thirty people lost their lives.\nWell, I had some words to holler and my Rosie took a ride\n\nIn the moonlight, See that Greyhound rollin' on.\nIn the moonlight, See that Greyhound rollin' on.\nFlyin' through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the Hound.\n\nFor the graveyard, Thirty boxes made of bone.\nFor the graveyard, Thirty boxes made of bone.\nMister Undertaker, Take this coffin from my home.\n\nIn the midnight, Here me cryin' out her name.\nIn the midnight, Here me cryin' out her name.\nI'm standin' on the railroad, Waitin' for the Graveyard Train.\n\nOn the highway, Thirty people turned to stone.\nOn the highway, Thirty people turned to stone.\nOh, take me to the station, 'Cause I'm number thirty-one.","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/3\/_\/30484_417767_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"30484"}