By Original Work
Strut %s jazzy melody,
We ring them bells by the jazz club,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And right to the end.
The jazz club winds whisper low,
As make it hot we roam,
Through crowd going wild we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each memphis roll shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The red beans bar holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through bones breaking we find our way,
By saloons on the row we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The turn it out echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where syncopated beat once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.
Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where saloons on the row meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet southern charm away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let glitter and glam fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean dreams every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We dance our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 flow and shine with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 287 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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