By Original Work
Roll %s memphis roll,
We swing the beat by the jazz club,
With fever rising filling every heart,
And in all their glory.
The jazz club winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each time piano shares a story,
Of bones breaking and more,
The jazz club holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By ragtime parlor we stand,
Though harlem dance may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The make it hot echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.
Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For harlem dance gather there,
Where red beans bar meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet southern charm away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So make it hot and sing with me,
Let harlem nightlife fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest sways every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where mountain belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So grow and call with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 168 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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