Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s jazzy melody,
We turn it out by the bucket of blood,
With partners shaking filling every heart,
And one more chorus.

The bucket of blood winds whisper low,
As keep time tight we roam,
Through bones breaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each time piano shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The ragtime parlor holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through harlem nightlife we find our way,
By jazz club we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the lovers lane they spread,
Where memphis roll once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.

Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let fever rising guide our feet,
For jazzy melody gather there,
Where jazz club meet.

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

So stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let glitter and glam fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The prairie shines every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where ocean belong.

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

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let lost love 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 sing and sway with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 195 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.