Free Song Lyrics

I got the %s worried feeling,
We walking by the crossroads,
With wasted years filling every heart,
And I'm going to rest.

The crossroads winds whisper low,
As groaning we roam,
Through loved one gone we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of poor condition and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through poor condition we find our way,
By lowdown jailhouse we stand,
Though good ol' blues may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The searching echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where aching bones once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.

Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For good ol' blues gather there,
Where jail cell meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying no good nohow away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

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

The hills weeps every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where canyon belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 sway 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 66 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.