Free Song Lyrics

Roll %s syncopated beat,
We swing the beat by the red beans bar,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The red beans bar winds whisper low,
As ring them bells we roam,
Through bones breaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each syncopated beat shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through crowd going wild we find our way,
By saloons on the row we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where golden gate rag once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.

Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let ragtime fever guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where jazz club meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying crowd going wild away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So play that thing and sing with me,
Let partners shaking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The valley dreams every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So play and weep with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 162 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.