Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Taylor
Background Vocals
Arnold McCuller
Background Vocals
Chiara Civello
Background Vocals
Clifford Carter
Keyboards
David Lasley
Background Vocals
Jimmy Johnson
Bass
Kate Markowitz
Background Vocals
Luis Conte
Percussion
Michael Landau
Electric Guitar
Steve Gadd
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Taylor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave O'Donnell
Mixing Engineer
Russ Titelman
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Shall I tell it again how we started as friends
Who would run into one another now and again.
At the Yippee Cai O or the Mesa Dupree, or a dozen different everyday places to be.
I was living alone, we were ever so brave on the telephone.
Would you care to come down for fireworks time,
We could each just reach, we step out of line.
And the smell of the smoke and the lay of the land
And the feeling of finding one's heart in one's hand
And the tiny tin voice of the radio band singing "love must stand,"
Love forever and ever must stand.
Unbelievable you, impossible me, the fool who fell out of the family tree,
The fellow that found the philosopher's stone, deep underground like a dinosaur bone.
Who fell into you at a quarter to two with a tear in your eye for the Fourth of July
For the patriots and the minutemen and the things you believe they believed in then
Such as freedom, and freedom's land and the kingdom of God and the rights of man
With the tiny tin voice of the radio band singing "love must stand,"
Love forever and ever must stand and forever must stand.
Oh, the smell of the smoke as we lay on the land
And the feeling of finding my heart in my hand
With the tiny tin voice of the radio band singing "love must stand,"
Love forever and ever must stand and forever must stand.
All on the Fourth of July, on the Fourth of July.
Writer(s): James Taylor
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