By Original Work
Can't you %s sorrow deep,
We groaning by the dirty 4th street,
With lonesome heart filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.
The dirty 4th street winds whisper low,
As lordy lordy we roam,
Through nowhere to go we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each burden on my back shares a story,
Of walking the floor and more,
The old downtown holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet release we find our way,
By graveyard we stand,
Though trouble on my mind may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the jail cell they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And poor condition fill the dead.
Let groaning fill the evening air,
Let loved one gone guide our feet,
For this morning gather there,
Where graveyard meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying hard times come away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So calling and sing with me,
Let sweet release fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain flows every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the morning so still,
We flow our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 dream and dream with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 272 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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