James Taylor - On The 4th Of July [Hi-Res](33.9 MB).flac

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 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

The fellow that found

The philosopher's stone

Deep underground

Like a dinosaur bone

Who fell into you

At a quarter to two

With a tear in your eye

For the Fourth 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

Oh the smell of the smoke

As we lay on the land

And the feeling of finding

My heart in my hand

And the tiny tin voice

Of the radio band

Singing "love must stand"

Love forever and ever must stand

(All on the Fourth of July)

All on the Fourth of July