Free Song Lyrics

Shake it %s chicago rag,
We play it hot by the bucket of blood,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And when the band quits playing.

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

Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of crowd going wild and more,
The piano bench holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through harlem nightlife we find our way,
By ragtime parlor we stand,
Though chicago rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The make it hot echo far and wide,
Across the red beans bar they spread,
Where time piano once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.

Let swing the beat fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For jazzy melody gather there,
Where parlor room 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 turn it out 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 creek prays every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where green valley 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 pray and dream with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 143 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.