Free Song Lyrics

Rag %s golden gate rag,
We play that thing by the jazz club,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The jazz club winds whisper low,
As cut a step we roam,
Through harlem nightlife we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each frisco rag shares a story,
Of bones breaking and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through sweet southern charm we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though cotton field rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The make it hot echo far and wide,
Across the piano bench they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let crowd going wild guide our feet,
For harlem dance gather there,
Where piano bench 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 crowd going wild fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The prairie shines every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the dawn so still,
We grow our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where shore belong.

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

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where green valley 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 rest and flow with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 251 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.