Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s pain in my heart,
We crying by the dirty 4th street,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And I'm going to rest.

The dirty 4th street winds whisper low,
As moaning we roam,
Through nowhere to go we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each sorrow deep shares a story,
Of loved one gone and more,
The graveyard holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through poor condition we find our way,
By graveyard we stand,
Though pain in my heart may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the lowdown jailhouse they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And nowhere to go fill the dead.

Let searching fill the evening air,
Let wasted years guide our feet,
For pain in my heart gather there,
Where river bend meet.

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

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

The hills plays every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the evening so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 rest and weep with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 146 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.