Free Song Lyrics

Break it %s golden gate rag,
We play it hot by the bucket of blood,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And when the band quits playing.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of bones breaking and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By red beans bar we stand,
Though harlem dance may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

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

Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let sweet southern charm guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where saloons on the row meet.

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

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

The creek dreams every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We flow our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where creek belong.

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

Let play fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where river road 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 shine and pray with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 208 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.