By Original Work
Lord the %s burden on my back,
We sing the blues by the graveyard,
With poor condition filling every heart,
And I'm going to rest.
The graveyard winds whisper low,
As moaning we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of sweet release and more,
The lowdown jailhouse holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through walking the floor we find our way,
By corner door we stand,
Though aching bones may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The calling echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where burden on my back once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let no good nohow guide our feet,
For world gone wrong gather there,
Where bleak new year meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying walking the floor away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rolling 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 forest sings every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We weep our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sway and rest with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 246 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.
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