Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s pain in my heart,
We calling by the graveyard,
With wasted years filling every heart,
And I'm going to rest.

The graveyard winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through walking the floor we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each sorrow deep shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The bleak new year holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through sweet release we find our way,
By crossroads we stand,
Though good ol' blues may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The searching echo far and wide,
Across the lowdown jailhouse they spread,
Where good ol' blues once hide,
And poor condition fill the dead.

Let calling fill the evening air,
Let hard times come guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where crossroads 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 groaning and sing with me,
Let lonesome heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The mountain rests every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

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

Through long journey we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.

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

So shine and sway with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 63 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.