By Original Work
Roll %s time piano,
We cut a step by the red beans bar,
With sweet southern charm filling every heart,
And right to the end.
The red beans bar winds whisper low,
As stamp your foot we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of sweet southern charm and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through fever rising we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though frisco rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The swing the beat echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And glitter and glam fill the dead.
Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For frisco rag gather there,
Where red beans bar meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying band playing hot away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play it hot and sing with me,
Let bones breaking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain dances every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 10 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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