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How My 4th of July Went

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This is how my 4th of July went
Five o'clock rolled around and my money was spent There was nothin' a fella could do But sit in his yard and watch his neighbor's fireworks They weren't half bad It's true the neighbor's fireworks weren't half bad But my head full of loneliness left me feeling sad So I tried to start my car, realized I was out of gas On a day like that day, the world spins too fast There will always be taxes The Earth still spins on its axis When the trees and the grasses Are as brown as molasses You know that the 4th of July is here This is how my 4th of July went My loneliness caused me to go to this lame pageant Sometimes I wonder what judges are for They don't even know how to keep score Well, they must've been on drugs 'cause the only one fit to win Already won the year before But she played it very cool, she wasn't sad 'Cause how her 4th of July went wasn't half bad There will always be taxes The Earth still spins on its axis And I will always love you Well I guess that Halloween is almost here Maybe I'll stay at home again like I did last year |
Who Wrote How My 4th of July Went By Charlie Bookout Studio Works?
Charlie Bookout
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