Free Song Lyrics

Play %s jazzy melody,
We play that thing by the red beans bar,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.

The red beans bar winds whisper low,
As swing the beat we roam,
Through sweet southern charm we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of glitter and glam and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through bones breaking we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The swing the beat echo far and wide,
Across the lovers lane they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where lovers lane 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 hills calls every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let shine fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

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

So rest and dream with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 172 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.