Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s sorrow deep,
We walking by the jail cell,
With good-for-nothing filling every heart,
And just before I die.

The jail cell winds whisper low,
As searching we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each this morning shares a story,
Of no good nohow and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through wasted years we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though burden on my back may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And no good nohow fill the dead.

Let walking fill the evening air,
Let good-for-nothing guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where old downtown 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 rolling 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 shore grows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We weep our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

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

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

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

Early blues 69 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.