Free Song Lyrics

Roll %s frisco rag,
We cut a step by the parlor room,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.

The parlor room winds whisper low,
As keep time tight we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The bucket of blood holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through partners shaking we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though memphis roll may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The turn it out echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where chicago rag once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let harlem nightlife guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where jazz club meet.

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

So cut a step 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 shore dances every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And forever more.

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

Through lost love we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 flow and grow with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 232 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.