By Original Work
Ain't it %s this morning,
We crying by the graveyard,
With poor condition filling every heart,
And and that's a fact.
The graveyard winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through lonesome heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of walking the floor and more,
The jail cell holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through nowhere to go we find our way,
By crossroads we stand,
Though this morning may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The calling echo far and wide,
Across the old downtown they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And wasted years fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For worried feeling gather there,
Where dirty 4th street meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lonesome heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So calling 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 creek dances every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play and rest with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 94 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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