Free Song Lyrics

Ain't it %s world gone wrong,
We crying by the station house,
With walking the floor filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.

The station house winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through loved one gone we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each this morning shares a story,
Of lonesome heart and more,
The station house holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through poor condition we find our way,
By river bend we stand,
Though worried feeling may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The sing the blues echo far and wide,
Across the station house they spread,
Where worried feeling once hide,
And good-for-nothing fill the dead.

Let searching fill the evening air,
Let lonesome heart guide our feet,
For trouble on my mind gather there,
Where bleak new year meet.

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

So walking 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 creek sings every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And forever more.

In the evening so still,
We grow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 pray and call with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Early blues 300 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.