Today´s the fourth of July Another June has gone by And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky
I´m certain I am alone In harbouring thoughts of our home It´s one of my faults that I can´t quell my past I ought to have gotten it gone
Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You´ll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world´s gotten colder And she´s got the river down which I sold her"
So that´s today´s memory lane With all the pathos and pain Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless
And they´re always the same A verse, then a verse, and refrain
Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You´ll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world´s gotten colder And she´s got the river down which I sold her..."