Lyric 4th Of July

By John Popper

Well she hated the 4th of July,
Bombs bursting in the air, and she d never know why.
She d keep me up all night, too terrified to cry.
Oh yes, she couldn t stand the 4th of July.

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 knew better, but she couldn t see...
and when the thunder clapped, she d always run to me.

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Don t you be scared, don t you start to shake
Go back to sleep because I am wide awake
I am here, I m not going anywhere tonight.
Feel my hand, I m ganna hold you til 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 came this way!"

And I do believe her soul was rich and blue.
We taught each other lessons, lessons that we knew.
When we kept growing, there was nothing we could do.
But I loved her and I know she loved me too.

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And I don t think she cared one bit for getting old.
The senses all get dimmer, the limbs just get cold.
One day she looked at me through a grey-haired eye,
And I didn t know she was telling me good-bye.

Now you can call me a sentimental fool,
but I learned more from her than I ever did in school.
I still get apprehensive. I still remember why
when the thunder claps when it s the 4th of July.

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Oh yes she hated the 4th of July.