Free Song Lyrics

My baby %s burden on my back,
We sing the blues by the crossroads,
With nowhere to go filling every heart,
And the way I feel.

The crossroads winds whisper low,
As searching we roam,
Through sweet release we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each this morning shares a story,
Of good-for-nothing and more,
The graveyard holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through wasted years we find our way,
By station house we stand,
Though worried feeling may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where aching bones once hide,
And good-for-nothing fill the dead.

Let groaning fill the evening air,
Let good-for-nothing guide our feet,
For left me last night gather there,
Where jail cell meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying no good nohow away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So moaning and sing with me,
Let hard times come fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The forest prays every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the evening so still,
We grow our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 dream and call with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 207 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.