Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s syncopated beat,
We make it hot by the lovers lane,
With harlem nightlife filling every heart,
And till the break of dawn.

The lovers lane winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through crowd going wild we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each syncopated beat shares a story,
Of ankles cracking and more,
The main street holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through partners shaking we find our way,
By lovers lane we stand,
Though frisco rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The cut a step echo far and wide,
Across the main street they spread,
Where cotton field rag once hide,
And harlem nightlife fill the dead.

Let play it hot fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where parlor room meet.

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

So play that thing and sing with me,
Let ragtime fever fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The hills dances every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

So dream and shine with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 222 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.