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Shake it %s frisco rag,
We keep time tight by the saloons on the row,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As cut a step we roam,
Through crowd going wild we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The red beans bar holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through glitter and glam we find our way,
By lovers lane we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The ring them bells echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And bones breaking fill the dead.

Let cut a step fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where saloons on the row meet.

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

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

The prairie dreams every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the dawn so still,
We dream our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where green valley meet.

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

So sway and grow with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 115 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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