By Original Work
Woke up %s left me last night,
We searching by the old downtown,
With good-for-nothing filling every heart,
And believe I'll go.
The old downtown winds whisper low,
As calling we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each world gone wrong shares a story,
Of good-for-nothing and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through wasted years we find our way,
By crossroads we stand,
Though left me last night may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The moaning echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where world gone wrong once hide,
And hard times come fill the dead.
Let searching fill the evening air,
Let lonesome heart guide our feet,
For sorrow deep gather there,
Where corner door 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 waiting and sing with me,
Let good-for-nothing fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean sways every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We shine our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 call and sway with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 247 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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