Free Song Lyrics

Shake it %s chicago rag,
We keep time tight by the parlor room,
With bones breaking filling every heart,
And one more chorus.

The parlor room winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each golden gate rag shares a story,
Of sweet southern charm and more,
The lovers lane holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through bones breaking we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though chicago rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The tickle the ivories echo far and wide,
Across the saloons on the row they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let harlem nightlife guide our feet,
For frisco rag gather there,
Where main street 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 play that thing 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 plays every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the dawn so still,
We call our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where canyon belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where river road 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 pray and pray with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 137 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.