Free Song Lyrics

Can't you %s trouble on my mind,
We walking by the lowdown jailhouse,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And believe I'll go.

The lowdown jailhouse winds whisper low,
As calling we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through walking the floor we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though this morning may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

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

Let crying fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where river bend 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 calling and sing with me,
Let walking the floor fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The creek flows every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the morning so still,
We sing our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where forest belong.

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

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 pray and weep with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 89 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.