Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s time piano,
We turn it out by the lovers lane,
With bones breaking filling every heart,
And in all their glory.

The lovers lane winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each time piano shares a story,
Of partners shaking and more,
The piano bench holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through partners shaking we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the bucket of blood they spread,
Where syncopated beat once hide,
And partners shaking fill the dead.

Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For harlem dance gather there,
Where red beans bar meet.

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

So tickle the ivories and sing with me,
Let sweet southern charm fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The canyon prays every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the twilight so still,
We rest our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let play fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For hills 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 grow and sway with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 11 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.