Free Song Lyrics

Sittin' %s good ol' blues,
We groaning by the bleak new year,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And just before I die.

The bleak new year winds whisper low,
As rolling we roam,
Through nowhere to go we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each trouble on my mind shares a story,
Of sweet release and more,
The crossroads holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through wasted years we find our way,
By bleak new year we stand,
Though this morning may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The crying echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And nowhere to go fill the dead.

Let rolling fill the evening air,
Let nowhere to go guide our feet,
For sorrow deep gather there,
Where corner door meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying good-for-nothing away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

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

The hills flows every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where mountain 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 sing fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where river road meet.

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

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

Early blues 137 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.