Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s burden on my back,
We waiting by the dirty 4th street,
With wasted years filling every heart,
And the way I feel.

The dirty 4th street winds whisper low,
As sing the blues we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The corner door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through poor condition we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The calling echo far and wide,
Across the lowdown jailhouse they spread,
Where world gone wrong once hide,
And wasted years fill the dead.

Let calling fill the evening air,
Let poor condition guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where dirty 4th street meet.

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

So waiting 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 meadow flows every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

So flow and pray with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 61 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.