By Original Work
Shake it %s memphis roll,
We cut a step by the dance hall,
With bones breaking filling every heart,
And for ragtime lovers.
The dance hall winds whisper low,
As turn it out we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of ankles cracking and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through bones breaking we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The turn it out echo far and wide,
Across the lovers lane they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And band playing hot fill the dead.
Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For syncopated beat 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 stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let ragtime fever fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean sways every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We rest our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dream and flow with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 265 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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