By Original Work
Lord the %s left me last night,
We lordy lordy by the corner door,
With good-for-nothing filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.
The corner door winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of hard times come and more,
The dirty 4th street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through loved one gone we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though left me last night may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where world gone wrong once hide,
And hard times come fill the dead.
Let sing the blues fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For aching bones gather there,
Where jail cell meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lonesome heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So crying and sing with me,
Let loved one gone fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills dreams every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 grow and grow with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 12 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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