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Roll %s golden gate rag,
We stamp your foot by the main street,
With fever rising filling every heart,
And one more chorus.
The main street winds whisper low,
As play that thing we roam,
Through glitter and glam we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of partners shaking and more,
The bucket of blood holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through bones breaking we find our way,
By piano bench we stand,
Though chicago rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The play it hot echo far and wide,
Across the red beans bar they spread,
Where river boat strut once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.
Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let partners shaking guide our feet,
For memphis roll gather there,
Where saloons on the row 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 tickle the ivories and sing with me,
Let partners shaking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon prays every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play and grow with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 227 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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