Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s harlem dance,
We cut a step by the bucket of blood,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And right to the end.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of bones breaking and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By red beans bar we stand,
Though jazzy melody 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 ragtime fever fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let ragtime fever guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where main street 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 keep time tight and sing with me,
Let ragtime fever fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The prairie flows every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where winding path meet.

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

So pray and shine with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 59 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.