By Original Work
Woke up %s this morning,
We walking by the old downtown,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And now I'm satisfied.
The old downtown winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through wasted years we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each aching bones shares a story,
Of walking the floor 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 sorrow deep once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For left me last night gather there,
Where dirty 4th street 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 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 canyon rests every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the dawn so still,
We pray our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine 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 faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dance and sway with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 48 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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