| Song | Independence Day |
| Artist | Martina McBride |
| Album | The Way That I Am |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Gretchen Peters Music:Gretchen Peters | |
| Well she seemed all right by dawns early light | |
| Though she looked a little worried and week | |
| She tried to pretend she wasn't drinkin' again | |
| But daddy left the proof on her cheek | |
| And I was only eight years old that summer | |
| And I always seemed to be in the way | |
| So I took myself down to the fair in town | |
| On Independence Day | |
| Well word gets around in a small, small town | |
| They said he was a dangerous man | |
| Mama was proud and she stood her ground | |
| But she knew she was on the losin' end | |
| Some folks whispered and some folks talked | |
| But everybody looked the other way | |
| And when time ran out there was no one about | |
| On Independence Day | |
| (CHORUS) | |
| Let freedom ring, Let the white dove sing | |
| Let the whole world know that today is a day of reckoning | |
| Let the week be strong, let the right be wrong | |
| Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay | |
| It's Independence Day | |
| Well she lit up the sky that fourth of July | |
| By the time that the firemen come | |
| They just put out the flames, and took down some names | |
| And sent me to the county home | |
| Now I ain't sayin' it's right or it's wrong | |
| But maybe its the only way | |
| Talk about your revolution | |
| It's Independence Day | |
| (REPEAT CHORUS) | |
| Roll the stone away | |
| It's Independence day |
| Lyrics: Gretchen Peters Music: Gretchen Peters | |
| Well she seemed all right by dawns early light | |
| Though she looked a little worried and week | |
| She tried to pretend she wasn' t drinkin' again | |
| But daddy left the proof on her cheek | |
| And I was only eight years old that summer | |
| And I always seemed to be in the way | |
| So I took myself down to the fair in town | |
| On Independence Day | |
| Well word gets around in a small, small town | |
| They said he was a dangerous man | |
| Mama was proud and she stood her ground | |
| But she knew she was on the losin' end | |
| Some folks whispered and some folks talked | |
| But everybody looked the other way | |
| And when time ran out there was no one about | |
| On Independence Day | |
| CHORUS | |
| Let freedom ring, Let the white dove sing | |
| Let the whole world know that today is a day of reckoning | |
| Let the week be strong, let the right be wrong | |
| Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay | |
| It' s Independence Day | |
| Well she lit up the sky that fourth of July | |
| By the time that the firemen come | |
| They just put out the flames, and took down some names | |
| And sent me to the county home | |
| Now I ain' t sayin' it' s right or it' s wrong | |
| But maybe its the only way | |
| Talk about your revolution | |
| It' s Independence Day | |
| REPEAT CHORUS | |
| Roll the stone away | |
| It' s Independence day |
| Lyrics: Gretchen Peters Music: Gretchen Peters | |
| Well she seemed all right by dawns early light | |
| Though she looked a little worried and week | |
| She tried to pretend she wasn' t drinkin' again | |
| But daddy left the proof on her cheek | |
| And I was only eight years old that summer | |
| And I always seemed to be in the way | |
| So I took myself down to the fair in town | |
| On Independence Day | |
| Well word gets around in a small, small town | |
| They said he was a dangerous man | |
| Mama was proud and she stood her ground | |
| But she knew she was on the losin' end | |
| Some folks whispered and some folks talked | |
| But everybody looked the other way | |
| And when time ran out there was no one about | |
| On Independence Day | |
| CHORUS | |
| Let freedom ring, Let the white dove sing | |
| Let the whole world know that today is a day of reckoning | |
| Let the week be strong, let the right be wrong | |
| Roll the stone away, let the guilty pay | |
| It' s Independence Day | |
| Well she lit up the sky that fourth of July | |
| By the time that the firemen come | |
| They just put out the flames, and took down some names | |
| And sent me to the county home | |
| Now I ain' t sayin' it' s right or it' s wrong | |
| But maybe its the only way | |
| Talk about your revolution | |
| It' s Independence Day | |
| REPEAT CHORUS | |
| Roll the stone away | |
| It' s Independence day |