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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Alvin
Dave Alvin
Vocals
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Mandolin
Bobby Lloyd Hicks
Bobby Lloyd Hicks
Background Vocals
Bob Glauf
Bob Glauf
Electric Bass Guitar
Donald Lindley
Donald Lindley
Drums
Skip Edwards
Skip Edwards
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Alvin
Dave Alvin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Producer

Lyrics

She's waiting for me when I get home from work
But things just ain't the same
She turns out the light and cries in the dark
Won't answer when I call her name
On the stairs, I smoke a cigarette alone
The Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below
Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July
She's waiting for me when I get home from work
But things just ain't the same
She turns out the light and cries in the dark
Won't answer when I call her name
She gives me her cheek when I want her lips
And I don't have the strength to go
On the lost side of town, in a dark apartment
We gave up trying so long ago
On the stairs, I smoke a cigarette alone
The Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below
Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the Fourth of July
Whatever happened, I apologize
So dry your tears, and baby, walk outside
It's the Fourth of July
Written by: Dave Alvin
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