Free Song Lyrics

Break it %s golden gate rag,
We make it hot by the saloons on the row,
With fever rising filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As stamp your foot we roam,
Through partners shaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The jazz club holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through sweet southern charm we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though cotton field rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play it hot echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For harlem dance gather there,
Where parlor room 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 tickle the ivories and sing with me,
Let crowd going wild fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The shore weeps every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We dance our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where valley belong.

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

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where winding path 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 play and sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 215 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.