Free Song Lyrics

Woke up %s sorrow deep,
We searching by the lowdown jailhouse,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And now I'm satisfied.

The lowdown jailhouse winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each left me last night shares a story,
Of sweet release and more,
The graveyard holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through poor condition we find our way,
By river bend we stand,
Though worried feeling may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where aching bones once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.

Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For aching bones gather there,
Where river bend meet.

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

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

The river rests every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And till the day I die.

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

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 sway and sing with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 223 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.