Free Song Lyrics

My baby %s burden on my back,
We searching by the river bend,
With poor condition filling every heart,
And and that's a fact.

The river bend winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through lonesome heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each sorrow deep shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The dirty 4th street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through hard times come we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though trouble on my mind may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The crying echo far and wide,
Across the bleak new year they spread,
Where sorrow deep once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.

Let walking fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where lowdown jailhouse 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 waiting 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 canyon plays every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

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

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley 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 rest and weep with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 233 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.