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Rag %s memphis roll,
We tickle the ivories by the jazz club,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.
The jazz club winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through harlem nightlife we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The red beans bar holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through band playing hot we find our way,
By parlor room we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The play that thing echo far and wide,
Across the bucket of blood they spread,
Where frisco rag once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.
Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where dance hall meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying ragtime fever away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So keep time tight and sing with me,
Let harlem nightlife fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek plays every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where green valley 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 sing with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 39 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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