Jimmy blew his mind on the 4th of July
He blew his brains into the sky
He's been working part-time
on the factory line
And though he saved every nickel,
he couldn't save a dime
When the shot rang out across the nation
The whole
town was there,
even the mayor
But they looked the other way
It was a red-hot Wednesday in Arkansas
And poor old Jimmy couldn't take no more
You see, your lives are getting hard
on a working man
And the dreams are getting fewer in the promised land
When the shot rang out across the nation
The whole
town was there,
even the mayor
But they looked the other way
Jimmy blew his mind on the 4th of July
He blew his brains into the sky
And as Sally, she worked,
the sky lit up
The flags went high,
what a day to die Yeah, you better hold on,
hold on
You gotta hold on,
gotta do this, hold on