Free Song Lyrics

Play %s harlem dance,
We cut a step by the dance hall,
With fever rising filling every heart,
And for ragtime lovers.

The dance hall winds whisper low,
As stamp your foot we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The lovers lane holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though frisco rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The tickle the ivories echo far and wide,
Across the main street they spread,
Where chicago rag once hide,
And glitter and glam fill the dead.

Let cut a step fill the evening air,
Let fever rising guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where lovers lane 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 make it hot 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 valley flows every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where starlight belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dance fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 weep with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 134 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.