Free Song Lyrics

Sittin' %s aching bones,
We lordy lordy by the crossroads,
With hard times come filling every heart,
And what can I do.

The crossroads winds whisper low,
As moaning we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of loved one gone and more,
The dirty 4th street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through lonesome heart we find our way,
By lowdown jailhouse we stand,
Though sorrow deep may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The moaning echo far and wide,
Across the dirty 4th street they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.

Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let lonesome heart guide our feet,
For good ol' blues gather there,
Where river bend 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 crying and sing with me,
Let walking the floor fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The valley dreams every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We sing our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For creek 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 grow and rest with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 166 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.