Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s time piano,
We make it hot by the saloons on the row,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As ring them bells we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The dance hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though river boat strut may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play it hot echo far and wide,
Across the piano bench they spread,
Where memphis roll once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where piano bench meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying ankles cracking away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So play that thing and sing with me,
Let crowd going wild fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The mountain rests every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let shine fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 dance and flow with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 30 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.