Free Song Lyrics

Rag %s frisco rag,
We ring them bells by the bucket of blood,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And right to the end.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through ragtime fever we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of ankles cracking and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By lovers lane we stand,
Though memphis roll may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play it hot echo far and wide,
Across the red beans bar they spread,
Where jazzy melody once hide,
And band playing hot fill the dead.

Let tickle the ivories fill the evening air,
Let harlem nightlife guide our feet,
For golden gate rag gather there,
Where red beans bar 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 turn it out 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 hills prays every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

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

Through long journey we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

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

Ragtime pieces 99 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.