Well she seemed alright by dawn's early light
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Though she looked a little worried and weak
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She tried to pretend he wasn't drinkin' again
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But daddy left the proof on her cheek
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And I was only eight years old that summer
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And I always seemed to be in the way
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So I took myself down to the fair in town
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On Independence Day
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Well word gets around in a small, small town
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They said he was a dangerous man
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But mama was proud and she stood her ground
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She knew she was on the losin end
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Some folks whispered,some folks talked
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But everybody looked the other way
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And when time ran out there was no was about
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On Independence Day
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Let freedom ring
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Let the white dove sing
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Let the whole world know that today
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is a day of reckoning
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Let the weak be strong
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Let the right be wrong
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Roll the stone away
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Let the guilty pay
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On Independence Day
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Well she lit up the sky the 4th of July
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by the time that the fireman came
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They just put out the flames and took down some names
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And sent me to the county home
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Now I ain't sayin it's right or it's wrong
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But maybe it's the only way
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Let freedom ring
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Let the white dove sing
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Let the whole world know that today
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is a day of reckoning
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let the weak be strong
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Let the right be wrong
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Roll the stone away
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Let the guilty pay
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On Independence Day
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Independence Day
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Carrie Underwood |