Shall I say it again how we started as friends
Who would run into one another now and again
At the Yippee Kaiyo or the Mesa Dupree
Or a dozen different everyday places to be

I was lopin' along living alone
We were ever so brave on the telephone
Would you care to come down 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
Fool who fell out of the family tree
The fellow that found the philosopher's stone
Deep underground like a dinosaur bone

Who ran into you at a quarter to two
With a tear in your eye for the Fourth of July
For the patriots and the minute men
And the things that you believe they believed in then

Such as freedom, 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

All on the Fourth of July
On the Fourth of July




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