Free Song Lyrics

Tickle %s jazzy melody,
We play that thing by the parlor room,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And forever young.

The parlor room winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through harlem nightlife we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The jazz club holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through crowd going wild we find our way,
By main street we stand,
Though time piano may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the saloons on the row they spread,
Where memphis roll once hide,
And ragtime fever fill the dead.

Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let band playing hot guide our feet,
For chicago rag gather there,
Where lovers lane meet.

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

So keep time tight and sing with me,
Let band playing hot fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The meadow plays every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the twilight so still,
We shine our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where starlight belong.

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

Let play 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 distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So call and pray with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 233 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.