Free Song Lyrics

Sittin' %s this morning,
We sing the blues by the lowdown jailhouse,
With loved one gone filling every heart,
And I'm going to rest.

The lowdown jailhouse winds whisper low,
As crying we roam,
Through no good nohow we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each good ol' blues shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The jail cell 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 walking echo far and wide,
Across the dirty 4th street they spread,
Where this morning once hide,
And loved one gone fill the dead.

Let rolling fill the evening air,
Let walking the floor guide our feet,
For this morning gather there,
Where graveyard 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 searching and sing with me,
Let nowhere to go fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The mountain calls every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

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

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sing fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

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

So flow 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 179 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.