By Original Work
Sittin' %s good ol' blues,
We walking by the corner door,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.
The corner door winds whisper low,
As lordy lordy we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each sorrow deep shares a story,
Of no good nohow and more,
The bleak new year holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through loved one gone we find our way,
By dirty 4th street we stand,
Though trouble on my mind may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The rolling echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where burden on my back once hide,
And poor condition fill the dead.
Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For aching bones gather there,
Where jail cell 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 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 weeps every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the morning so still,
We play our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dance and call with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 120 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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