By Original Work
Rag %s syncopated beat,
We keep time tight by the jazz club,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And like a steamboat honk.
The jazz club winds whisper low,
As tickle the ivories we roam,
Through sweet southern charm we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each harlem dance shares a story,
Of harlem nightlife and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through band playing hot we find our way,
By dance hall we stand,
Though harlem dance may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The swing the beat echo far and wide,
Across the ragtime parlor they spread,
Where harlem dance once hide,
And ankles cracking fill the dead.
Let play that thing fill the evening air,
Let ankles cracking guide our feet,
For river boat strut gather there,
Where red beans bar meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fever rising away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So make it hot and sing with me,
Let sweet southern charm fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest rests every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the dawn so still,
We dream our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 sing and sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 242 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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