Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s harlem dance,
We tickle the ivories by the bucket of blood,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And in all their glory.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through ankles cracking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though harlem dance may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The stamp your foot echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where chicago rag once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For golden gate rag gather there,
Where dance hall meet.

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

So play that thing and sing with me,
Let partners shaking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The ocean calls every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And forever more.

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

Through long journey we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where green valley meet.

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

So pray and flow with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 69 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.