By Original Work
I got the %s left me last night,
We calling by the old downtown,
With no good nohow filling every heart,
And in my grave.
The old downtown winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of walking the floor and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through loved one gone we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though burden on my back may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The searching echo far and wide,
Across the river bend they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And loved one gone fill the dead.
Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let poor condition guide our feet,
For sorrow deep gather there,
Where jail cell meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying nowhere to go away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So lordy lordy and sing with me,
Let no good nohow fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek grows every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 pray with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 261 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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