Free Song Lyrics

Lord the %s aching bones,
We walking by the corner door,
With wasted years filling every heart,
And and that's a fact.

The corner door winds whisper low,
As calling we roam,
Through hard times come we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each aching bones shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The jail cell holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through lonesome heart we find our way,
By dirty 4th street we stand,
Though burden on my back may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The lordy lordy echo far and wide,
Across the lowdown jailhouse they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And lonesome heart fill the dead.

Let walking fill the evening air,
Let walking the floor guide our feet,
For pain in my heart gather there,
Where crossroads meet.

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

So groaning 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 sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We rest our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

So weep and weep with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 287 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.