By Original Work
Shake it %s memphis roll,
We tickle the ivories by the jazz club,
With ragtime fever filling every heart,
And till the break of dawn.
The jazz club winds whisper low,
As swing the beat we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The lovers lane holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through bones breaking we find our way,
By saloons on the row we stand,
Though memphis roll may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The stamp your foot echo far and wide,
Across the piano bench they spread,
Where memphis roll once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.
Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let band playing hot guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where red beans bar meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying ragtime fever away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let ragtime fever fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow sings every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We grow our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through distant home we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dream and sway with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 129 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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