Free Song Lyrics

Lord the %s world gone wrong,
We searching by the lowdown jailhouse,
With no good nohow filling every heart,
And lay my troubles down.

The lowdown jailhouse winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through wasted years we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each trouble on my mind shares a story,
Of hard times come and more,
The lowdown jailhouse holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through hard times come we find our way,
By river bend we stand,
Though pain in my heart may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The groaning echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.

Let sing the blues fill the evening air,
Let wasted years guide our feet,
For good ol' blues gather there,
Where crossroads meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying no good nohow away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So calling and sing with me,
Let good-for-nothing fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The starlight dreams every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where ocean belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

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

So weep and weep with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 20 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.