By Original Work
Can't you %s trouble on my mind,
We sing the blues by the river bend,
With loved one gone filling every heart,
And in my grave.
The river bend winds whisper low,
As lordy lordy we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each this morning shares a story,
Of hard times come and more,
The old downtown holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lonesome heart we find our way,
By dirty 4th street we stand,
Though good ol' blues may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The searching echo far and wide,
Across the bleak new year they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.
Let groaning fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where river bend meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying walking the floor away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So walking and sing with me,
Let good-for-nothing fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley sways every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the evening so still,
We dance our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let flow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 sing and sway with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 109 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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