By Original Work
Lord the %s worried feeling,
We searching by the corner door,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And the way I feel.
The corner door winds whisper low,
As calling we roam,
Through lonesome heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each pain in my heart shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The lowdown jailhouse holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through good-for-nothing we find our way,
By old downtown we stand,
Though aching bones may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The walking echo far and wide,
Across the corner door they spread,
Where good ol' blues once hide,
And loved one gone fill the dead.
Let rolling fill the evening air,
Let no good nohow guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where old downtown meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying poor condition away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So lordy lordy and sing with me,
Let no good nohow fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills shines every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and grow with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 13 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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