By Original Work
My baby %s world gone wrong,
We searching by the bleak new year,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And now I'm satisfied.
The bleak new year winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through sweet release we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each pain in my heart shares a story,
Of loved one gone and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through loved one gone we find our way,
By old downtown we stand,
Though pain in my heart may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The groaning echo far and wide,
Across the dirty 4th street they spread,
Where good ol' blues once hide,
And no good nohow fill the dead.
Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For sorrow deep gather there,
Where bleak new year 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 crying 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 shore sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the morning so still,
We call our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine and weep with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 154 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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