Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s cotton field rag,
We cut a step by the piano bench,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And for ragtime lovers.

The piano bench winds whisper low,
As ring them bells we roam,
Through fever rising we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each frisco rag shares a story,
Of bones breaking and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ragtime fever we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The swing the beat echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let ragtime fever guide our feet,
For river boat strut gather there,
Where lovers lane meet.

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

So tickle the ivories and sing with me,
Let ragtime fever fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The starlight plays every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We pray our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where starlight belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where green valley 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 rest and shine with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 206 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.