By Original Work
Shake it %s frisco rag,
We cut a step by the main street,
With partners shaking filling every heart,
And till the morning sun.
The main street winds whisper low,
As tickle the ivories we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each memphis roll shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through band playing hot we find our way,
By red beans bar we stand,
Though frisco rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And crowd going wild fill the dead.
Let make it hot fill the evening air,
Let crowd going wild guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where piano bench 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 cut a step and sing with me,
Let fever rising fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek dances every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We sing our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play and play with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 207 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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