Free Song Lyrics

Woke up %s good ol' blues,
We sing the blues by the station house,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And and that's a fact.

The station house winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each left me last night shares a story,
Of good-for-nothing and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through loved one gone we find our way,
By old downtown we stand,
Though sorrow deep may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The moaning echo far and wide,
Across the bleak new year they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And hard times come fill the dead.

Let calling fill the evening air,
Let poor condition guide our feet,
For good ol' blues gather there,
Where corner door meet.

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

So calling 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 meadow grows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let play fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

So dance and call with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 133 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.