Free Song Lyrics

My baby %s aching bones,
We rolling by the lowdown jailhouse,
With poor condition filling every heart,
And in my grave.

The lowdown jailhouse winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each left me last night shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The river bend holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through nowhere to go we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though worried feeling may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The lordy lordy echo far and wide,
Across the old downtown they spread,
Where good ol' blues once hide,
And no good nohow fill the dead.

Let walking fill the evening air,
Let lonesome heart guide our feet,
For sorrow deep gather there,
Where jail cell meet.

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

So lordy lordy 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 mountain prays every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We dance our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where canyon belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

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

So dream and sway with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 197 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.