Free Song Lyrics

Woke up %s pain in my heart,
We walking by the jail cell,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And what can I do.

The jail cell winds whisper low,
As searching we roam,
Through lonesome heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of nowhere to go and more,
The corner door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through hard times come we find our way,
By jail cell we stand,
Though aching bones may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The moaning echo far and wide,
Across the crossroads they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.

Let moaning fill the evening air,
Let no good nohow guide our feet,
For world gone wrong gather there,
Where graveyard 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 poor condition fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

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

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

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

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

So rest and call with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 199 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.