4th Of July

~Shooter Jennings~

Alone, with the morning burning red on the canvas in my head
Painting a picture of you
And me here, 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 to the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock 'n' roll
So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along

Those white lines get drawn into the sun if you ain't got no one
To keep you hanging on
And 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 singing to you, you're singing 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 to the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock 'n' 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 to the stereo
Couldn't take no more of that rock 'n' roll
So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along
Sang along