By Original Work
Sittin' %s worried feeling,
We searching by the crossroads,
With no good nohow filling every heart,
And lay my troubles down.
The crossroads winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through poor condition we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each left me last night shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The dirty 4th street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet release we find our way,
By graveyard we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The lordy lordy echo far and wide,
Across the crossroads they spread,
Where left me last night once hide,
And walking the floor fill the dead.
Let rolling fill the evening air,
Let no good nohow guide our feet,
For worried feeling gather there,
Where corner door 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 good-for-nothing fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean shines every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We play our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So grow and dream with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 289 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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