| Well she seemed all right by dawn’s early light
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| Though she looked a little worried and weak
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| She tried to pretend he wasn’t drinkin' again
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| But daddy left the proof on her cheek
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| And I was only eight years old that summer
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| And I always seemed to be in the way
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| So I took myself down to the fair in town
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| On Independence Day
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| Well word gets a round in a small, small town
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| They said he was a dangerous man
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| Mama was proud and she stood her ground
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| But she knew she was on the losin' end
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| Some folks whispered and some folks talked
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| But everybody looked the other way
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| And when time ran out there was no one about
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| On Independence Day
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| Chorus:
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| Let Freedom ring, let the wight dove sing
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| Let the whole world know that today is a Day of reckoning
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| Let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong
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| Roll the stone away, Let the guilty pay, It’s
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| Independence Day
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| Well she lit up the sky that fourth of July
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| By the time that the firemen come
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| They just put out the flames
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| And took down some names
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| And send me to the county home
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| Now I ain’t sayin' it’s right or it’s wrong
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| But maybe it’s the only way
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| Talk about your revolution |