Well she seemed alright by dawns early lite

Though she looked a little worried to me

She tried to pretend he wasen't drinking again

But daddy left the proof on her cheek

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

"Momma are you aright?" I asked. She had another bruise on her face. Well I had then all over my legs. Plus cut.

"Yes. I'm fine honey." Momma said even thought I could tell she was in pain.

"Happy Independnce Day momma." I said with a hug.

Momma winced at the contact but retuned the hug still.

"Momma can I go down to the fair? It's just in town." I asked. I wanted one day away from my so called father.

Well word get around in a small, small town

They said he was a dangerous man

But momma was proud and she stood her ground

She knew she was on the losing end

Some folks wispered, some folk talked

But everybody looked the way

When time ran out there was no one about on Independence Day

In town nobody said anything to me.

They think I didn't saw. But I did. I saw every simpathetic glance that came my way.

I was going have fun anyway.

Yet those people were messing my day up.

Someone had the nerve to come up to me and tell me sorry.

I just scampered away to watch the parade.

Let freedom ring

Let the white dove sing

Let the whole world know that today is a day of reconing

Let the week be strong

Let the right be wrong

O stone away, let the guilty pay it's Independence Day

The parade was to much. The clowns fighting was to much.

They reminded me to much of my parents.

I couldn't help it. I had to go home.

Make sure momma was ok.

Well she lit up that sky that 4th of July

By the time that the firemen come

They just put out the flames and took down some names

And took me to the counte home

Now I'm not saying its right or its wrong

But maybe it's the only way

Talk about your evolution on Independence Day

I come home to a burning house.

Nobody is telling me anything.

Before I can throw myself into the flames

A police officer grabbes me.

He takes me some. I don't care at the moment.

As we drive off all I do is cry as I watch my only home burn.