Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s frisco rag,
We play it hot by the saloons on the row,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And right to the end.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As tickle the ivories we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of partners shaking and more,
The bucket of blood holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through crowd going wild we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though memphis roll may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The swing the beat echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where syncopated beat once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where bucket of blood meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fever rising 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 valley weeps every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 sing and sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 8 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.