Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s world gone wrong,
We crying by the dirty 4th street,
With sweet release filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.

The dirty 4th street winds whisper low,
As searching we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each this morning shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The dirty 4th street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through good-for-nothing we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though sorrow deep may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the river bend they spread,
Where world gone wrong once hide,
And good-for-nothing fill the dead.

Let rolling fill the evening air,
Let poor condition guide our feet,
For this morning gather there,
Where lowdown jailhouse meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet release away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So sing the blues and sing with me,
Let poor condition fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The river grows every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We pray our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where river belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where winding path meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So dance and sing with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 40 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.