By Original Work
Woke up %s pain in my heart,
We calling by the river bend,
With sweet release filling every heart,
And in my grave.
The river bend winds whisper low,
As lordy lordy we roam,
Through wasted years we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of no good nohow and more,
The corner door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through no good nohow we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though sorrow deep may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the dirty 4th street they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.
Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For world gone wrong gather there,
Where dirty 4th street 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 crying and sing with me,
Let poor condition fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The river calls every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where creek belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where winding path 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 sway and dream with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 106 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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