Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s sorrow deep,
We waiting by the jail cell,
With wasted years filling every heart,
And what can I do.

The jail cell winds whisper low,
As moaning we roam,
Through wasted years we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through loved one gone we find our way,
By dirty 4th street we stand,
Though burden on my back may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The groaning echo far and wide,
Across the crossroads they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And poor condition fill the dead.

Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let hard times come guide our feet,
For burden on my back 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 rolling 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 starlight flows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

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

Through true devotion we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 call and dance with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 74 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.