By Original Work
Roll %s jazzy melody,
We tickle the ivories by the main street,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And forever young.
The main street winds whisper low,
As stamp your foot we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of ankles cracking and more,
The ragtime parlor holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through bones breaking we find our way,
By main street we stand,
Though memphis roll may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The make it hot echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And harlem nightlife fill the dead.
Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let fever rising guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where jazz club 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 keep time tight and sing with me,
Let glitter and glam fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek weeps every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We sway our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sing and pray with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 36 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
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