Free Song Lyrics

Lord the %s worried feeling,
We calling by the dirty 4th street,
With hard times come filling every heart,
And I'm going to rest.

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

Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of hard times come and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through good-for-nothing we find our way,
By crossroads we stand,
Though this morning may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The crying echo far and wide,
Across the river bend they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And no good nohow fill the dead.

Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let good-for-nothing guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where lowdown jailhouse meet.

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

So crying and sing with me,
Let good-for-nothing fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The river shines every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the evening so still,
We play our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where creek belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river 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 flow and dance with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 165 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.