By Original Work
Play %s memphis roll,
We ring them bells by the ragtime parlor,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And to the break of day.
The ragtime parlor winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through bones breaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each golden gate rag shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By red beans bar we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The make it hot echo far and wide,
Across the red beans bar they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.
Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For frisco rag gather there,
Where jazz club 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 stamp your foot 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 meadow prays every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the dawn so still,
We flow our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let flow fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine 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 28 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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