By Original Work
Tell me %s pain in my heart,
We searching by the graveyard,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And lay my troubles down.
The graveyard winds whisper low,
As rolling we roam,
Through nowhere to go we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each aching bones shares a story,
Of no good nohow and more,
The river bend holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through poor condition we find our way,
By jail cell we stand,
Though left me last night may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The walking echo far and wide,
Across the lowdown jailhouse they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let good-for-nothing guide our feet,
For aching bones gather there,
Where river bend meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying good-for-nothing away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So searching and sing with me,
Let loved one gone fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie prays every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We dream our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 sing and rest with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 86 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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