4th Of July by Blues Traveler
Music & lyrics: john popper
Well she hated the 4th of july
Bombs bursting in air, and she'd never know why
She'd keep me up all night, too terrified to cry
Oh yes, she hated 4th of july
Don't you be scared, don't you start to shake
Go back to sleep because I am wide awake
I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere tonight
Feel my hand, I'm gonna hold you till the early light
And when the thunder clapped, she'd run to me afraid
She tried to be brave, but she couldn't figure out the terrible sound it made
I was smarter, but she just couldn't see
And when the thunder clapped, she'd always run to me
Don't you be scared, don't you start to shake
Go back to sleep because I am wide awake
I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere tonight
Feel my hand, I'm gonna hold you till the early light
Oh yes, she loved the world on a crisp, autumn day
The leaves would turn her color, the children were at play
Sit on hilltops with her, she'd smile as if to say
You couldn't touch the world when autumn comes this way
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