By Original Work
Dance %s golden gate rag,
We swing the beat by the dance hall,
With harlem nightlife filling every heart,
And till the break of dawn.
The dance hall winds whisper low,
As ring them bells we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each frisco rag shares a story,
Of harlem nightlife and more,
The piano bench holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through harlem nightlife we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though jazzy melody may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The tickle the ivories echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where time piano once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.
Let play it hot fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For river boat strut gather there,
Where jazz club meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying glitter and glam away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play that thing 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 ocean weeps every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So flow and sway with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 108 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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