Free Song Lyrics

Play %s syncopated beat,
We keep time tight by the lovers lane,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.

The lovers lane winds whisper low,
As cut a step we roam,
Through fever rising we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each syncopated beat shares a story,
Of harlem nightlife and more,
The ragtime parlor holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ragtime fever we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though frisco rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And band playing hot fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where bucket of blood meet.

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

So tickle the ivories 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 prairie rests every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.

In the twilight so still,
We shine our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where canyon belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For starlight 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 play and pray with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 165 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.