Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s memphis roll,
We play it hot by the parlor room,
With ankles cracking filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.

The parlor room winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through bones breaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each memphis roll shares a story,
Of sweet southern charm and more,
The ragtime parlor holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through fever rising we find our way,
By ragtime parlor we stand,
Though time piano may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play that thing echo far and wide,
Across the jazz club they spread,
Where golden gate rag once hide,
And ragtime fever fill the dead.

Let play that thing fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where ragtime parlor meet.

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

So make it hot and sing with me,
Let band playing hot fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The creek shines every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the dawn so still,
We weep our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 dream with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 193 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.