Текст песни 4th of July - Shooter Jennings

Alone with the morning burning red
On the canvas in my head
Painting a picture of you

And me driving across country
In a dusty old RV
Just the road and its majesty

And I'm looking at you
With the world in the rear view

You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat
Looking at me, telling me you love me
And you're happy to be with me on the 4th of July
We sang Stranglehold 'til the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll
So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along
Hey

Those white lines can drawn into the sun
If you aint got no one
To keep you hanging on

But there you were like a queen in your nightgown
Riding shotgun from town to town
Staking a claim on the world we found

And I'm singin' to you, you're singin' to me
You were out of the blue to a boy like me

You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat
Looking at me, telling me you love me
And you're happy to be with me on the 4th of July
We sang Stranglehold 'til the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll
So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along
Sang along

And I'm looking for you
In the silence that we share

You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat
Looking at me, telling me you love me
And you're happy to be with me on the 4th of July
We sang Stranglehold 'til the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll
So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along
Sang along

He stopped loving her today
They placed a wreath upon his door
Soon they'll carry him away
But he stopped loving her today

When... when do you... when... when are we gonna get paid for this?
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