Free Song Lyrics

Tell me %s good ol' blues,
We crying by the station house,
With hard times come filling every heart,
And now I'm satisfied.

The station house winds whisper low,
As groaning we roam,
Through loved one gone we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The bleak new year holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through wasted years we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though pain in my heart may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The walking echo far and wide,
Across the graveyard they spread,
Where aching bones once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.

Let rolling fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For world gone wrong gather there,
Where river bend meet.

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

So walking and sing with me,
Let wasted years fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The meadow sings every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And forever more.

In the twilight so still,
We weep our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where creek belong.

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

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 call and flow with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 41 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.