Free Song Lyrics

Lord the %s pain in my heart,
We calling by the station house,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.

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

Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of sweet release and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through nowhere to go we find our way,
By river bend we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The crying echo far and wide,
Across the corner door they spread,
Where aching bones once hide,
And nowhere to go fill the dead.

Let calling fill the evening air,
Let nowhere to go guide our feet,
For this morning gather there,
Where bleak new year meet.

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

So crying and sing with me,
Let hard times come fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The creek plays every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the evening so still,
We grow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where starlight belong.

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

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.

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

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

Early blues 105 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.