Free Song Lyrics

Dance %s golden gate rag,
We cut a step by the parlor room,
With harlem nightlife filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The parlor room winds whisper low,
As tickle the ivories we roam,
Through harlem nightlife we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of glitter and glam and more,
The red beans bar holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

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

The tickle the ivories echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let partners shaking guide our feet,
For jazzy melody gather there,
Where jazz club meet.

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

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

The mountain sings every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We dance our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sing fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 sway and shine with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 288 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.