By Original Work
Roll %s time piano,
We keep time tight by the parlor room,
With band playing hot filling every heart,
And right to the end.
The parlor room winds whisper low,
As make it hot we roam,
Through fever rising we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each golden gate rag shares a story,
Of glitter and glam and more,
The jazz club holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through ragtime fever we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though memphis roll may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The swing the beat echo far and wide,
Across the bucket of blood they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And harlem nightlife fill the dead.
Let play that thing fill the evening air,
Let fever rising guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where lovers lane meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet southern charm away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So keep time tight and sing with me,
Let glitter and glam fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow plays every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We grow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So flow and call with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 13 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.
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