Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s frisco rag,
We cut a step by the jazz club,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And to the break of day.

The jazz club winds whisper low,
As keep time tight we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each golden gate rag shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The ragtime parlor holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The ring them bells echo far and wide,
Across the main street they spread,
Where time piano once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.

Let swing the beat fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where ragtime parlor meet.

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

So cut a step and sing with me,
Let sweet southern charm fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The forest dances every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We rest our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where green valley 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 pray and sing with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 166 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.