By Original Work
I got the %s sorrow deep,
We crying by the bleak new year,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And in my grave.
The bleak new year winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through sweet release we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of loved one gone and more,
The jail cell holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lonesome heart we find our way,
By dirty 4th street we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the corner door they spread,
Where burden on my back once hide,
And walking the floor fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let no good nohow guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where graveyard meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying good-for-nothing away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So moaning 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 meadow flows every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the dawn so still,
We pray our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For forest 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 dance and rest with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 204 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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