By Original Work
Lord the %s burden on my back,
We rolling by the crossroads,
With no good nohow filling every heart,
And the way I feel.
The crossroads winds whisper low,
As crying we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of hard times come and more,
The lowdown jailhouse holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet release we find our way,
By jail cell we stand,
Though good ol' blues may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The calling echo far and wide,
Across the old downtown they spread,
Where burden on my back once hide,
And hard times come fill the dead.
Let lordy lordy fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For left me last night gather there,
Where old downtown meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying wasted years away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sing the blues and sing with me,
Let nowhere to go fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek sings every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We shine our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where winding path 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 call and dream with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 127 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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