Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s time piano,
We ring them bells by the piano bench,
With harlem nightlife filling every heart,
And forever young.

The piano bench winds whisper low,
As ring them bells we roam,
Through sweet southern charm we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each memphis roll shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through crowd going wild we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though river boat strut may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The turn it out echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where frisco rag once hide,
And sweet southern charm fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let ragtime fever guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where ragtime parlor 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 canyon dances every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where forest belong.

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

Let sing fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where winding path meet.

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

So rest and rest with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 236 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.