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Fourth of July Lyrics

One cannot move on with the Fourth of July celebration without a little music. From contemporary songs to old classics, here we have created a quick playlist to listen to while those burgers and hot dogs are on the grill this year. Check them out below and enjoy your 4th of July celebrations. In this website we have crafted some beautiful messages for the Independence Day that you can float during the celebrations.

10 Best Fourth Of July Lyrics

These are the best songs that can add to your 4th of July celebrations. No matter what you are up to this Independence Day, we can bet to add some flavor to your celebrations with these all-time favorite songs compilation. We are also providing lyrics so that you can enjoy the message too.

fourth of July Lyrics

  1. Song: Don McLean — “American Pie”

 

Lyric: “Bye, bye Miss American Pie/Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry”

 

A long long time ago

I can still remember how

That music used to make me smile

And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people dance

And maybe they’d be happy for a while

But February made me shiver

With every paper I’d deliver

Bad news on the doorstep

I couldn’t take one more step

I can’t remember if I cried

When I read about his widowed bride

Something touched me deep inside

The day the music died

So

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love

And do you have faith in God above

If the Bible tells you so?

Do you believe in rock and roll?

Can music save your mortal soul?

And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him

‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym

You both kicked off your shoes

Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck

With a pink carnation and a pickup truck

But I knew I was out of luck

The day the music died

I started singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we’ve been on our own

And moss grows fat on a rolling stone

But, that’s not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen

In a coat he borrowed from James Dean

And a voice that came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking down

The jester stole his thorny crown

The courtroom was adjourned

No verdict was returned

And while Lennon read a book on Marx

The quartet practiced in the park

And we sang dirges in the dark

The day the music died

We were singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter

The birds flew off with a fallout shelter

Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass

The players tried for a forward pass

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume

While sergeants played a marching tune

We all got up to dance

Oh, but we never got the chance

‘Cause the players tried to take the field

The marching band refused to yield

Do you recall what was revealed

The day the music died?

We started singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place

A generation lost in space

With no time left to start again

So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

Jack Flash sat on a candlestick

‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend

Oh and as I watched him on the stage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

No angel born in Hell

Could break that Satan’s spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night

To light the sacrificial rite

I saw Satan laughing with delight

The day the music died

He was singin’

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues

And I asked her for some happy news

But she just smiled and turned away

I went down to the sacred store

Where I’d heard the music years before

But the man there said the music wouldn’t play

And in the streets the children screamed

The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed

But not a word was spoken

The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most

The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died

And they were singing

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

They were singing

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

 

  1. Song: Johnny Cash — “I’ve Been Everywhere”

 

Lyric: “I’ve been everywhere, man/Crossed the deserts bare, man/I’ve breathed the mountain air, man/Travel, I’ve had my share, man”

 

I was totin’ my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road

When along came a semi with a high an’ canvas covered load

“If you’re goin’ to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride”

And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside

He asked me if I’d seen a road with so much dust and sand

And I said, “Listen, I’ve traveled every road in this here land”

I’ve been everywhere, man

I’ve been everywhere, man

Crossed the desert’s bare, man

I’ve breathed the mountain air, man

Of travel I’ve a’had my share, man

I’ve been everywhere

I’ve been to Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota

Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota

Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma

Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, La Paloma

Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo

Tocopilla, Barranquilla, and Padilla, I’m a killer

I’ve been everywhere, man

I’ve been everywhere, man

Crossed the desert’s bare, man

I’ve breathed the mountain air, man

Of travel I’ve a’had my share, man

I’ve been everywhere

I’ve been to Boston, Charleston, Dayton, Louisiana

Washington, Houston, Kingston, Texarkana

Monterey, Faraday, Santa Fe, Tallapoosa

Glen Rock, Black Rock, Little Rock, Oskaloosa

Tennessee to Hennessey, Chicopee, Spirit Lake

Grand Lake, Devil’s Lake, Crater Lake, for Pete’s sake

I’ve been everywhere, man

I’ve been everywhere, man

Crossed the desert’s bare, man

I’ve breathed the mountain air, man

Of travel I’ve a’had my share, man

I’ve been everywhere

I’ve been to Louisville, Nashville, Knoxville, Ombabika

Schefferville, Jacksonville, Waterville, Costa Rica

Pittsfield, Springfield, Bakersfield, Shreveport

Hackensack, Cadillac, Fond du Lac, Davenport

Idaho, Jellico, Argentina, Diamantina

Pasadena, Catalina, see what I mean’a

I’ve been everywhere, man

I’ve been everywhere, man

Crossed the desert’s bare, man

I’ve breathed the mountain air, man

Of travel I’ve a’had my share, man

I’ve been everywhere

I’ve been to Pittsburgh, Parkersburg, Gravelbourg, Colorado

Ellensburg, Rexburg, Vicksburg, El Dorado

Larimore, Admore, Haverstraw, Chatanika

Chaska, Nebraska, Alaska, Opelaka

Baraboo, Waterloo, Kalamazoo, Kansas City

Sioux City, Cedar City, Dodge City, what a pity

I’ve been everywhere, man

I’ve been everywhere, man

Crossed the desert’s bare, man

I’ve breathed the mountain air, man

Of travel I’ve a’had my share, man

I’ve been everywhere

I’ve been everywhere

 

 

  1. Song: Beach Boys — “Spirit of America”

 

Lyric: “An airplane an auto now famous worldwide/The Spirit of America, the name on the side”

 

Spirit of America

The Bonneville salt flats had seen some strange things

But the strangest thing yet was a jet without wings

Once as a jet it played in the stars

But now on the ground it’s the king of our cars

An airplane an auto now famous worldwide

The Spirit of America, the name on the side

The man who would drive her Craig Breedlove by name

A daring young man played a dangerous game

With a J-47, a jet for his power

Craig Breedlove had averaged four-o-seven per hour

Both man and machine had given fair warn

They’d set a new record on that warm August morn.

 

  1. Song: Kim Wilde — “Kids in America”

 

Lyric: “We’re the kids in America (Whoa)/Everybody live for the music-go-round”

 

Looking out a dirty old window

Down below the cars in the city go rushing by

I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone’s moving

I can feel the heat but it’s soothing, heading down

I search for the beat in this dirty town (downtown)

The young ones are going

(Downtown) the young ones are growing

We’re the kids in America (whoa)

We’re the kids in America (whoa)

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights, the music gets faster

Look, boy, don’t check on your watch, not another glance

I’m not leaving now, honey, not a chance

Hot-shot, give me no problems

Much later, baby, you’ll be saying nevermind

You know life is cruel, life is never kind (kind hearts)

Don’t make a new story

(Kind hearts) don’t grab any glory

We’re the kids in America (whoa)

We’re the kids in America (whoa)

Everybody live for the music-go-round

La la la la-la la-a

La la la la-la la, sing!

La la la la-la la-a

La la la la-la la

Come closer, honey, that’s better

Got to get a brand-new experience, feeling right

Oh, don’t try to stop, baby, hold me tight

Outside a new day is dawning

Outside suburbia’s sprawling everywhere

I don’t want to go, baby

New York to east California

There’s a new wave coming, I warn ya

We’re the kids in America (whoa)

We’re the kids in America (whoa)

Everybody lives for the music-go-round

La la la la-la la-a

La la la la-la la, sing!

La la la la-la la-a

La la la la-la la

We’re the kids

We’re the kids

We’re the kids in America

We’re the kids

We’re the kids

We’re the kids in America

We’re the kids

We’re the kids

We’re the kids in America

 

  1. Song: Soundgarden — “4th of July”

 

Lyric: “Cause I heard it in the wind/And I saw it in the sky/And I thought it was the end/And I thought it was the 4th of July”

 

Shower in the dark day

Clean sparks diving down

Cool in the waterway

Where the baptized drown

Naked in the cold sun

Breathing life like fire

Thought I was the only one

But that was just a lie

‘Cause I heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the fourth of July

Pale in the flare light

The scared light cracks and disappears

And leads the scorched ones here

And everywhere no one cares

The fire is spreading

And no one wants to speak about it

Down in the hole

Jesus tries to crack a smile

Beneath another shovel load

‘Cause I heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the fourth of July

Heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the fourth of July

Fourth of July, July

Now I’m in control

Now I’m in the fall out

Once asleep but now I stand

And I still remember your sweet everything

Light a roman candle

And hold it in your hand

Heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the fourth of July

Heard it in the wind

And I saw it in the sky

And I thought it was the end

And I thought it was the fourth of July, yeah

 

 

  1. Song: Fall Out Boy — “Fourth of July”

 

Lyric: “But I guess you never know/May the bridges I have burned light my way back home/On the Fourth of July”

 

 

(You and I were, you and I were fire.

You and I were, you and I were fire.

You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fire)

It was the fourth of July

You and I were

you and I were fire, fire fireworks

that went off too soon

And I miss you in the June gloom too

It was the fourth of July

You and I were,

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know

Where the bridges I have burned never really led home

On the fourth of July

I’ll be as honest as you let me

I miss your early morning company

If you get me

You are my favorite “what if”

You are my best “I’ll never know”

Oh, I’m starting to forget

Just what summer ever meant to you

What did it ever mean to you?

Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of it

I just got too lonely, lonely, whoa

In between being young and being right

You were my Versailles at night

It was the fourth of July

You and I were

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

That went off too soon

And I miss you in the June gloom too

It was the fourth of July

You and I were,

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know

Where the bridges I have burned never really led home

On the fourth of July

My 9 to 5 is cutting open old scars

Again and again ’til I’m stuck in your head

Head my downward spiral, never mind I’ll be drowned

And I’m the holy water you have been without

And all my thoughts of you

They could heat or cool the room

And now don’t tell me you’re fine

Oh, honey, you don’t have to lie

Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of it

I just got too lonely, lonely, whoa

In between being young and being right

You were my Versailles at night

It was the fourth of July

You and I were

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

That went off too soon

And I’ll miss you in the June gloom too

It was the fourth of July

You and I were

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know

Where the bridges I have burned never really led home

On the fourth of July

I wish I’d known how much you loved me, hmm

I wish I cared enough to know, um, hmm

I’m sorry every song’s about you

The torture of small talk

with someone you used to love

It was the fourth of July

You and I were

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

That went off too soon

And I’ll miss you in the June gloom too

It was the fourth of July

You and I were

you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

I said I’d never miss you, but I guess you’ll never know

Where the bridges I have burned never really led home

On the fourth of July

 

 

  1. Song: All Time Low — “Hello, Brooklyn”

 

Lyric: “Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA/Take the streets all night ’cause we sleep all day/When the world comes crashing down who’s ready to party?”

 

This city is so pretty

Under moonlit skies we’ll be hanging like a cigarette

So stunning start runnin’

Tonight’s like a knife would you cut me with your kiss?

I bleed, red lips you’re unbelievable

Can’t miss this chance to take you, out

Here’s my invitation

Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA

Take the streets all night ’cause we sleep all day

When the world comes crashing down who’s ready to party?

Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA

Coast to coast I’ll take you down in flames

Let the good times roll we can let go

Everybody knows there’s a party at the end of the world

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

This city was your city

Heels on the sidewalk beggin’ for a backbeat

Don’t worry I fight dirty

Tonight’s like a right hook knock you off your feet

I’ll be yours truly unbelievable can’t miss this chance to take you, out

Here’s your invitation

Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA

Take the streets all night ’cause we sleep all day

When the world comes crashing down who’s ready to party?

Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA

Coast to coast I’ll take you down in flames

Let the good times roll we can let go

Everybody knows there’s a party at the end of the world

Kiss it all goodbye tonight you’ve never been more alive (You’re so alive)

You’re not afraid to die and I can see it in your eyes, your eyes

Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA

Take the streets all night ’cause we sleep all day

When the world comes crashing down who’s ready to party?

Hello Brooklyn, Hey LA

Coast to coast I’ll take you down in flames

Let the good times roll we can let go

Everybody knows there’s a party at the end of the world

London, Tokyo, Boston, Frisco

DC, Chicago, Baltimore, Toronto

(There’s a party at the end of the world)

Memphis, Rio, Dublin, Mexico

Paris, here we go

Everybody knows there’s a party at the end of the world

 

  1. Song: Miley Cyrus — “Party in the U.S.A”

 

Lyric: “I got my hands up/They’re playin’ my song/I know I’m gonna be OK/Yeah, it’s a party in the USA”

 

I hopped off the plane at LAX

With a dream and my cardigan

Welcome to the land of fame excess,

Whoa, am I gonna fit in?

Jumped in the cab,

Here I am for the first time

Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign

This is all so crazy

Everybody seems so famous

My tummy’s turnin’ and I’m feelin’ kinda home sick

Too much pressure and I’m nervous,

That’s when the taxi man turned on the radio

And the Jay Z song was on

And the Jay Z song was on

And the Jay Z song was on

So I put my hands up

They’re playing my song,

And the butterflies fly away

Noddin’ my head like, yeah

Movin’ my hips like, yeah

I got my hands up,

They’re playin’ my song

You know I’m gonna be okay

Yeah, it’s a party in the USA

Yeah it’s a party in the USA

Get to the club in a taxi cab

Everybody’s looking at me now

Like “who’s that chick, that’s rockin’ kicks?

She’s gotta be from out of town”

So hard with my girls not around me

Its definitely not a Nashville party

Cause’ all I see are stilettos

I guess I never got the memo

My tummy’s turnin’ and I’m feelin’ kinda home sick

Too much pressure and I’m nervous

That’s when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune

And a Britney song was on

And a Britney song was on

And a Britney song was on

So I put my hands up

They’re playing my song,

And the butterflies fly away

Noddin’ my head like, yeah

Movin’ my hips like, yeah

I got my hands up,

They’re playin’ my song

You know I’m gonna be okay

Yeah, it’s a party in the USA

Yeah it’s a party in the USA

Feel like hoppin’ on a flight (On a flight)

Back to my hometown tonight (Town tonight)

But something stops me every time (Every time)

The DJ plays my song and I feel alright

So I put my hands up

They’re playing my song,

And the butterflies fly away

Noddin’ my head like, yeah

Movin’ my hips like, yeah

I got my hands up,

They’re playin’ my song

You know I’m gonna be okay

Yeah, it’s a party in the USA

Yeah it’s a party in the USA

So I put my hands up

They’re playing my song,

And the butterflies fly away

Noddin’ my head like, yeah

Movin’ my hips like, yeah

I got my hands up,

They’re playin’ my song

You know I’m gonna be okay

Yeah, it’s a party in the USA

Yeah it’s a party in the USA

 

  1. Song: Katy Perry — “Firework”

 

Lyric: “Baby, you’re a firework. Come on let your colors burst”

 

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag

Drifting thought the wind

Wanting to start again

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin

Like a house of cards

One blow from caving in

Do you ever feel already buried deep

Six feet under scream

But no one seems to hear a thing

Do you know that there’s still a chance for you

‘Cause there’s a spark in you

You just gotta ignite the light

And let it shine

Just own the night

Like the Fourth of July

‘Cause baby you’re a firework

Come on show ’em what your worth

Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh!”

As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you’re a firework

Come on let your colors burst

Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh!”

You’re gonna leave ’em fallin’ down down down

You don’t have to feel like a waste of space

You’re original, cannot be replaced

If you only knew what the future holds

After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe a reason why all the doors are closed

So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road

Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow

And when it’s time, you’ll know

You just gotta ignite the light

And let it shine

Just own the night

Like the Fourth of July

‘Cause baby you’re a firework

Come on show ’em what your worth

Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh!”

As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you’re a firework

Come on let your colors burst

Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh!”

You’re gonna leave ’em fallin’ down down down

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

It’s always been inside of you, you, you

And now it’s time to let it through

‘Cause baby you’re a firework

Come on show ’em what your worth

Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh!”

As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby you’re a firework

Come on let your colors burst

Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh!”

You’re gonna leave ’em fallin’ down down down

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

 

  1. Song: Estelle, featuring Kanye West — “American Boy”

 

Lyric: Take me on a trip I’d like to go someday/ Take me to New York, I’d love to see L.A.”

 

Just another one champion sound

Me and you about to get down

Who the hottest in the world right now

Just touched down in London town

Bet they give me a pound

Tell them put the money in my hand right now

Tell the promoter we need more seats

We just sold out all the floor seats

Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day

Take me to New York, I’d love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You’ll be my American boy, American boy

He said, “Hey, sister, it’s really, really nice to meet ya”

I just met this 4 foot 7 boy who’s just my type

I like the way he’s speaking, his confidence is peaking

Don’t like his baggy jeans but I like the way he’s thinking

And no, I ain’t been to MIA

I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits

First let’s see the West End, I’ll show you all my best friends

I’m likin’ this American boy, American boy

Take me on a trip, I’d like to go someday

Take me to New York, I’d love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You’ll be my American boy, American boy

Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway

Let’s go shopping baby then we’ll go to a Café

Let’s go on the subway, take me to your hood

I never been to Brooklyn and I’d like to see what’s good

Dressed in all your fancy clothes

Sneakers looking fresh to death, I’m lovin’ those shell toes

Walkin’ that walk, talk that slick talk

I’m likin’ this American boy, American boy

Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day

Take me to New York, I’d love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You’ll be my American boy, American boy

Would you be my love, my love?

Would you be my love, my love?

Could you be my love, my love?

Would you be my American boy, American boy?

Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day

Take me to New York, I’d love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You’ll be my American boy, American boy

American boy, American boy, American

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