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Roses on the 4th of July by Nanci Griffithالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Roses on the 4th of July by Nanci Griffith

     

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He still sends her roses on the 4th of July.
They're always white roses, she's never asked why.
She still doesn't know where he goes, Thursday nights.
But his wedding band rests,
On their bedside that night.

He was a soldier in the Vietnam war.
He lost half his right leg whilst daydreaming of her.
She lit a candle each holy hour he was gone.
"You Were On My Mind"
Was their favorite song.

Love is a mystery, from birth 'til we die.
It's cross words of a morning, by evening entwined.
It's all that we dream of, sometimes it's not right.
Love is white roses,
And you never ask why.

He's the hands of a draughtsman, he's built a good life,
She works for a season during IRS time.
Two children they've had though their boy has now died.
When they wake of each morning,
He is still on their minds.

Their friends would all tell you they're like day and night,
Their daughter's an actress, she is strong and she's bright.
He meets with his pals from the war Thursday nights,
She still treasures those roses,
Every 4th of July

Love is a mystery, from birth 'til we die.
It's cross words of a morning, by evening entwined.
It's all that we dream of, sometimes it's not right.
Love is white roses,
And you never ask why.

Love is white roses, (Love is white roses.)
Every 4th of July.

Writer : GRIFFITH
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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