By Original Work
Woke up %s this morning,
We sing the blues by the crossroads,
With loved one gone filling every heart,
And just before I die.
The crossroads winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through poor condition we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The old downtown holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through poor condition we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though world gone wrong may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The walking echo far and wide,
Across the bleak new year they spread,
Where sorrow deep once hide,
And hard times come fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For left me last night gather there,
Where lowdown jailhouse 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 rolling and sing with me,
Let nowhere to go fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley calls every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 pray and sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 130 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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