Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s world gone wrong,
We crying by the jail cell,
With good-for-nothing filling every heart,
And what can I do.

The jail cell winds whisper low,
As rolling we roam,
Through loved one gone we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of wasted years and more,
The jail cell holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through sweet release we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The rolling echo far and wide,
Across the crossroads they spread,
Where sorrow deep once hide,
And good-for-nothing fill the dead.

Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let no good nohow guide our feet,
For this morning gather there,
Where jail cell 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 moaning 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 ocean dances every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley meet.

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

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

Early blues 100 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.