Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s golden gate rag,
We play that thing by the saloons on the row,
With fever rising filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through fever rising we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By lovers lane 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 harlem nightlife fill the dead.

Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For chicago rag gather there,
Where dance hall meet.

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

So swing the beat 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 shore dances every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We pray our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 dream and sway with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 25 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.