Burke Ingraffia: vocals, a. guitar
Cale Pellick: accordion
Jeff Burke: banjo, mandolin
Jesse Boyd: bass,
Eloise Chopin: cello
Matt Rhody: violin
David Rebeck: viola
Grayson Capps: background vocals
Lyrics
There’s a town called Independence. The Italian families worked the farms together. It was a time of the elements, and they say you could see strawberry fields forever.
Independence, Independence. There’s always one on whom you can rely . Independence, maybe it’s a coincidence, but the fig trees bloom the first week of July.
There’s a man, my father’s father – he lived his whole life in Independence. He still pulls the bush hog with the tractor – 96 years in residence.
Independence, Independence. There’s always one on whom you can rely. Independence and so much common sense-the two things that still keep him alive.
After the war, he built the dairy. His brother John was gone in ’49. But he had Rose. She knew he loved him. Now he stays at home and stretches dimes.
Independence, Independence. There’s always one on whom you can rely. Independence and so much common sense-the two things that still keep him alive. Independence, maybe it’s a coincidence, but the fig trees bloom the first week of July.
There’s a town called Independence. The Italian families worked the farms together. It was a time of the elements, and they say you could see strawberry fields forever.