Текст песни John Prine - Third of July, слова песни John Prine

Текст песни John Prine - Third of July

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It was the third of july on a cool cloudy skyI set in for a storm in the makinI relaxed as I sat up in our three room flatWhile my wife was in the kitchen bakinThoughts passed through my mind of no special kindLike faces that look like the othersTomorrow they say is independence dayAnd I guess Ill go eat at my brothersI believe that a thought has just gotten caughtIn a place where words cant surround itIt concerns the years past and the shadows they castAnd my path as I walk around it.It was the third of july on a cool cloudy skyI set in for a storm in the makinI relaxed as I sat up in our three room flatWhile my wife was in the kitchen bakinThoughts passed through my mind of no special kindLike faces that look like the othersTomorrow they say is independence dayAnd I guess Ill go eat at my brothers

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Third of July

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