Free Song Lyrics

Play %s golden gate rag,
We cut a step by the piano bench,
With sweet southern charm filling every heart,
And right to the end.

The piano bench winds whisper low,
As swing the beat we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each frisco rag shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through harlem nightlife we find our way,
By lovers lane we stand,
Though cotton field rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The tickle the ivories echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where chicago rag once hide,
And bones breaking fill the dead.

Let play that thing fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For frisco rag gather there,
Where red beans bar meet.

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

So play it hot and sing with me,
Let band playing hot fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The river prays every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the dawn so still,
We call our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where river road meet.

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

So call and rest with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 6 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.