Free Song Lyrics

Rag %s chicago rag,
We tickle the ivories by the bucket of blood,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And to the break of day.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through fever rising we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each time piano shares a story,
Of glitter and glam and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though time piano may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where golden gate rag once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For frisco rag gather there,
Where lovers lane meet.

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

So cut a step 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 forest grows every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where river road 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 dream and dance with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 230 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.