Wang Gang - Ballad of the Fourth
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{Verse 1: Hayden Pietropaulo}
Had never loved like this before
It had all changed since the doves flew up north
A heart yearned to catch a glimpse of her
Those starlit eyes made me yearn for more
Not knowing if love was the same
And yet an opportunity came
Through ardor I somehow was blind
And I fumbled this girl
On the fourth of July
{Chorus: All}
July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
{Verse 2: Hayden Pietropaulo}
How could I remain so naive?
She asked me and I still refused to believe
Just to walk down from my house and see thе night with her
But I stumbled and waverеd and wept from my porch
I remained in denial for God knows how long
Thinking there was someway I could write these wrongs
But like Mendanhall in Super Bowl 45
I fumbled this girl
On the Fourth of July
{Chorus: All}
July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
{Verse 3: Hayden Pietropaulo}
Through lamenting I can now only see
Maybe she just wasn't the one for me
I'll persevere and find a true love
And banish connections that fit like a glove
No matter how real the last love had seemed
I've found a new girl that'll cloud up my dreams
There's no time to reflect, there's no time to cry
And I won't fumble another girl
On the Fourth of July
{Verse 1: Hayden Pietropaulo}
Had never loved like this before
It had all changed since the doves flew up north
A heart yearned to catch a glimpse of her
Those starlit eyes made me yearn for more
Not knowing if love was the same
And yet an opportunity came
Through ardor I somehow was blind
And I fumbled this girl
On the fourth of July
{Chorus: All}
July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
{Verse 2: Hayden Pietropaulo}
How could I remain so naive?
She asked me and I still refused to believe
Just to walk down from my house and see thе night with her
But I stumbled and waverеd and wept from my porch
I remained in denial for God knows how long
Thinking there was someway I could write these wrongs
But like Mendanhall in Super Bowl 45
I fumbled this girl
On the Fourth of July
{Chorus: All}
July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
July, July, July, July
{Verse 3: Hayden Pietropaulo}
Through lamenting I can now only see
Maybe she just wasn't the one for me
I'll persevere and find a true love
And banish connections that fit like a glove
No matter how real the last love had seemed
I've found a new girl that'll cloud up my dreams
There's no time to reflect, there's no time to cry
And I won't fumble another girl
On the Fourth of July