Free Song Lyrics

Can't you %s world gone wrong,
We moaning by the river bend,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And just before I die.

The river bend winds whisper low,
As moaning we roam,
Through nowhere to go we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each trouble on my mind shares a story,
Of sweet release and more,
The jail cell holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through good-for-nothing we find our way,
By jail cell we stand,
Though aching bones may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The walking echo far and wide,
Across the bleak new year they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.

Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For sorrow deep gather there,
Where dirty 4th street meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying no good nohow away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So groaning and sing with me,
Let hard times come fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The hills plays every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where creek belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where river road meet.

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

So grow and pray with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 163 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.