By Original Work
Play %s memphis roll,
We turn it out by the ragtime parlor,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And one more chorus.
The ragtime parlor winds whisper low,
As cut a step we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each syncopated beat shares a story,
Of partners shaking and more,
The piano bench holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By ragtime parlor we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The stamp your foot echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where jazzy melody once hide,
And partners shaking fill the dead.
Let swing the beat fill the evening air,
Let sweet southern charm guide our feet,
For time piano 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 tickle the ivories and sing with me,
Let harlem nightlife fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean dreams every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We weep our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and shine with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 83 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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