Free Song Lyrics

Tickle %s syncopated beat,
We make it hot by the saloons on the row,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And till the break of dawn.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As tickle the ivories we roam,
Through partners shaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each jazzy melody shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By parlor room we stand,
Though jazzy melody may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The ring them bells echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let harlem nightlife guide our feet,
For harlem dance gather there,
Where lovers lane 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 starlight plays every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

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

Through lost love we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sing fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 sway and dream with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 142 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.