By Original Work
Woke up %s worried feeling,
We rolling by the river bend,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And now I'm satisfied.
The river bend winds whisper low,
As searching we roam,
Through lonesome heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each pain in my heart shares a story,
Of poor condition and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lonesome heart we find our way,
By river bend we stand,
Though aching bones may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where left me last night once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.
Let walking fill the evening air,
Let hard times come guide our feet,
For worried feeling 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 moaning 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 prairie flows every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the twilight so still,
We rest our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where winding path 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 flow and call with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 292 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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