By Original Work
Woke up %s worried feeling,
We walking by the jail cell,
With wasted years filling every heart,
And lay my troubles down.
The jail cell winds whisper low,
As searching we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each aching bones shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The lowdown jailhouse holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through loved one gone we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though sorrow deep may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the dirty 4th street they spread,
Where left me last night once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let poor condition guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where jail cell meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying nowhere to go away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So moaning and sing with me,
Let sweet release fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley plays every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play and weep with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 29 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.
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