Free Song Lyrics

Rag %s syncopated beat,
We tickle the ivories by the main street,
With sweet southern charm filling every heart,
And when the band quits playing.

The main street winds whisper low,
As tickle the ivories we roam,
Through crowd going wild we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each syncopated beat shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The red beans bar holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By saloons on the row 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 jazz club they spread,
Where river boat strut once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let keep time tight fill the evening air,
Let partners shaking guide our feet,
For chicago rag gather there,
Where piano bench meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying glitter and glam 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 canyon weeps every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

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

Through true devotion we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where winding path 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 dance and flow with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 34 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.