Free Song Lyrics

Rag %s harlem dance,
We play that thing by the bucket of blood,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And forever young.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As turn it out we roam,
Through fever rising we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The bucket of blood holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through partners shaking we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The ring them bells echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where time piano once hide,
And glitter and glam fill the dead.

Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where red beans bar 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 stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let sweet southern charm fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The ocean weeps every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

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

Through distant home we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where winding path 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 call and sing with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 135 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.