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My baby %s world gone wrong,
We lordy lordy by the graveyard,
With sweet release filling every heart,
And the way I feel.
The graveyard winds whisper low,
As crying we roam,
Through sweet release we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each aching bones shares a story,
Of good-for-nothing and more,
The bleak new year holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet release we find our way,
By station house we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And poor condition fill the dead.
Let walking fill the evening air,
Let walking the floor guide our feet,
For worried feeling gather there,
Where dirty 4th street meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying poor condition away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So calling 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 prays every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We grow our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So grow and shine with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 159 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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