By Original Work
Ain't it %s worried feeling,
We rolling by the river bend,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And now I'm satisfied.
The river bend winds whisper low,
As lordy lordy we roam,
Through sweet release we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of hard times come and more,
The old downtown holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through no good nohow we find our way,
By lowdown jailhouse we stand,
Though good ol' blues may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The rolling echo far and wide,
Across the corner door they spread,
Where world gone wrong once hide,
And loved one gone fill the dead.
Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let wasted years guide our feet,
For good ol' blues gather there,
Where river bend meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying wasted years away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So crying and sing with me,
Let wasted years fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean rests every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the morning so still,
We call our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sing and pray with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 181 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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