By Original Work
Ain't it %s this morning,
We lordy lordy by the bleak new year,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And believe I'll go.
The bleak new year winds whisper low,
As groaning we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of no good nohow and more,
The graveyard holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through walking the floor we find our way,
By crossroads we stand,
Though worried feeling may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The crying echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And poor condition fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where old downtown meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying walking the floor away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rolling 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 ocean flows every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dance and rest with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 254 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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