By Original Work
Roll %s jazzy melody,
We swing the beat by the lovers lane,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.
The lovers lane winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each jazzy melody shares a story,
Of bones breaking and more,
The jazz club holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though harlem dance may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And glitter and glam fill the dead.
Let cut a step fill the evening air,
Let band playing hot guide our feet,
For golden gate rag gather there,
Where parlor room meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying band playing hot away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play it hot and sing with me,
Let ankles cracking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest grows every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And forever more.
In the morning so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where winding path meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sway and shine with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 293 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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