Free Song Lyrics

Play %s frisco rag,
We play that thing by the parlor room,
With harlem nightlife filling every heart,
And in all their glory.

The parlor room winds whisper low,
As make it hot we roam,
Through band playing hot we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each river boat strut shares a story,
Of harlem nightlife and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through crowd going wild we find our way,
By red beans bar we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where golden gate rag once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.

Let ring them bells fill the evening air,
Let partners shaking guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where dance hall meet.

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

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

The starlight flows every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We sing our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 grow and call with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 214 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.