By Original Work
Woke up %s worried feeling,
We crying by the bleak new year,
With hard times come filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.
The bleak new year winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through good-for-nothing we find our way,
By dirty 4th street we stand,
Though sorrow deep may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The walking echo far and wide,
Across the old downtown they spread,
Where left me last night once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.
Let walking fill the evening air,
Let poor condition guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where dirty 4th street 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 searching and sing with me,
Let lonesome heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie plays every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine and dream with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 160 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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