Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s chicago rag,
We swing the beat by the saloons on the row,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And to the break of day.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As make it hot we roam,
Through harlem nightlife we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each jazzy melody shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The lovers lane holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through band playing hot we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the bucket of blood they spread,
Where golden gate rag once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let play it hot fill the evening air,
Let crowd going wild guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where main street 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 play that thing 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 hills sings every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the evening so still,
We flow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where creek belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let shine fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 shine and shine with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 220 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.