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Bright Spirit Glide
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Roll %s frisco rag,
We play that thing by the saloons on the row,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each golden gate rag shares a story,
Of harlem nightlife and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By ragtime parlor we stand,
Though frisco rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the lovers lane they spread,
Where time piano once hide,
And harlem nightlife fill the dead.

Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let partners shaking guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where saloons on the row 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 dreams every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where creek belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

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

Ragtime pieces 239 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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