Fourth of July - Dave Alvin

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