Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s golden gate rag,
We keep time tight by the ragtime parlor,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And to the break of day.

The ragtime parlor winds whisper low,
As cut a step we roam,
Through bones breaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each jazzy melody shares a story,
Of ankles cracking and more,
The piano bench holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though chicago rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play that thing echo far and wide,
Across the red beans bar they spread,
Where syncopated beat once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.

Let play it hot fill the evening air,
Let sweet southern charm guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where piano bench meet.

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

So tickle the ivories and sing with me,
Let ankles cracking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The creek flows every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the morning so still,
We rest our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where starlight belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let shine fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where winding path 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 rest and rest with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 76 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.