By Original Work
Can't you %s sorrow deep,
We groaning by the old downtown,
With poor condition filling every heart,
And the way I feel.
The old downtown winds whisper low,
As lordy lordy we roam,
Through walking the floor we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The river bend holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lonesome heart we find our way,
By station house we stand,
Though burden on my back may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The crying echo far and wide,
Across the dirty 4th street they spread,
Where pain in my heart once hide,
And good-for-nothing fill the dead.
Let sing the blues fill the evening air,
Let lonesome heart guide our feet,
For aching bones gather there,
Where crossroads 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 waiting and sing with me,
Let loved one gone fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie dances every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 sing 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 183 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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