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Today's the fourth of Julyanother June has gone byand when they light up our town I just thinkwhat a waste of gunpowder and sky
I'm certain that I am alonein harbouring thoughts of our homeit's one of my faults that I can't quell my past
I ought to have gotten it gone Oh, baby, I wonder - if when you are older - someday- you'll wake up and say, '
My God, I should have told her - what would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder and she's got the river down which I sold her.'
So that's today's memory lanewith all the pathos and painanother chapter in a book where the chapters areendlessand they're always the samea verse, then a verse, and refrain Oh, baby, I wonder - if when you are older - someday- you'll wake up and say, '
My God, I should have told her - what would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder and she's got the river down which I sold her.'
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