Free Song Lyrics

Lord the %s aching bones,
We rolling by the lowdown jailhouse,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And in my grave.

The lowdown jailhouse winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The corner door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through sweet release we find our way,
By jail cell we stand,
Though pain in my heart may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.

Let calling fill the evening air,
Let walking the floor guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where station house meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying nowhere to go away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So waiting 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 hills weeps every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For starlight 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 pray and grow with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 157 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.