Free Song Lyrics

Can't you %s aching bones,
We calling by the crossroads,
With no good nohow filling every heart,
And the way I feel.

The crossroads winds whisper low,
As moaning we roam,
Through poor condition we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of good-for-nothing and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through wasted years we find our way,
By old downtown we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The lordy lordy echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where sorrow deep once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.

Let walking fill the evening air,
Let wasted years guide our feet,
For good ol' blues gather there,
Where jail cell meet.

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

So calling 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 starlight weeps every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We rest our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where canyon belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 shine and call with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 210 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.