Free Song Lyrics

Tickle %s jazzy melody,
We ring them bells by the piano bench,
With bones breaking filling every heart,
And right to the end.

The piano bench winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of band playing hot and more,
The dance hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through band playing hot we find our way,
By saloons on the row we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play that thing echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where frisco rag once hide,
And bones breaking fill the dead.

Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let crowd going wild guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where saloons on the row meet.

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

So turn it out and sing with me,
Let fever rising fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The hills weeps every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the evening so still,
We dream our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where ocean belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where river road 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 weep and shine with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 33 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.