By Original Work
Play %s memphis roll,
We turn it out by the jazz club,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.
The jazz club winds whisper low,
As cut a step we roam,
Through ankles cracking we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of harlem nightlife and more,
The red beans bar holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through ragtime fever we find our way,
By main street we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The turn it out echo far and wide,
Across the main street they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And ragtime fever fill the dead.
Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let band playing hot guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where piano bench 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 keep time tight 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 sways every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We dream our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 rest and call with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 160 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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