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On The 4th Of July - Trijntje Oosterhuis

Shall I tell it again

How we started as friends

Who would run into

One another now and again

At the Yippee Cai O

Or the Mesa Dupree

Or a dozen different

Everyday places to be

I was loping along

Living alone

We were ever so

Brave on the telephone

Would you care to come down

For fireworks time

We could each just reach

We could step out of line

And the smell of the smoke

And the lay of the land

And the feeling of finding one＇s heart

In one＇s hand

And the tiny tin voice

Of the radio band singing

Love must stand

Love forever

And ever must stand

Unbelievable you

Impossible me

The fool who fell out

Of the family tree

And the fellow

Who found the philosopher stome

Deep underground

Like a dinosaur bone

Who fell into you at a quarter to two

With a tear in your eye

For the 4th of July

For the patriots

And the minutemen

And the things you believe

They believed in then

Such as freedom

And freedom's land

And the kingdom of God

And the rights of man

With the tiny tin

Voice of the radio band

Singing love must stand

Love forever and ever must stand

And forever must stand

Oh the smell of the smoke

As we lay on the land

And the feeling of finding

My heart in my hand

With the tiny

Tin voice of the radio band

Singing love must stand

Love forever and ever must stand

On the 4th of July

On the 4th of July