Free Song Lyrics

Tickle %s river boat strut,
We tickle the ivories by the lovers lane,
With partners shaking filling every heart,
And for ragtime lovers.

The lovers lane winds whisper low,
As stamp your foot we roam,
Through partners shaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each jazzy melody shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The bucket of blood holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ragtime fever we find our way,
By main street we stand,
Though cotton field rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The turn it out echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where memphis roll once hide,
And band playing hot fill the dead.

Let cut a step fill the evening air,
Let sweet southern charm guide our feet,
For jazzy melody gather there,
Where lovers lane meet.

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

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

The canyon rests every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where green valley meet.

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

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

Ragtime pieces 241 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.