John Prine – The Third Of July (Guitar)

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It was the third of July on a cool cloudy sky

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I set in for a storm in the makin'

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I relaxed as I sat up in our three room flat

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while my wife was in the kitchen a bakin'

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Thoughts passed through my mind of no special kind

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Like faces that look like the others

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Tomorrow they say is Independence Day

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And I guess we'll go eat at my brother's

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I believe that a thought has just gotten caught

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In a place where words can't surround it

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It concerns the years past and the shadows they cast

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And my path as I walk around it

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It was the third of July on a cool cloudy sky

         G                  Dm      Dm
I set in for a storm in the makin'

    Dm                   C                    C
I relaxed as I sat up in our three room flat

         G                           Dm    Dm
While my wife was in the kitchen a bakin'

         Dm                        C                C
Thoughts passed through my mind of no special kind

     G                        Dm      Dm
Like faces that look like the others

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Tomorrow they say is Independence Day

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and I guess we'll go eat at my brother's