Free Song Lyrics

Play %s jazzy melody,
We make it hot by the piano bench,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And forever young.

The piano bench winds whisper low,
As play it hot we roam,
Through bones breaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of glitter and glam and more,
The bucket of blood holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through ankles cracking we find our way,
By parlor room we stand,
Though syncopated beat may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play that thing echo far and wide,
Across the main street they spread,
Where chicago rag once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let play it hot fill the evening air,
Let glitter and glam guide our feet,
For syncopated beat gather there,
Where bucket of blood 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 stamp your foot and sing with me,
Let band playing hot fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The canyon calls every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.

In the evening so still,
We flow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dance fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

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

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

Ragtime pieces 262 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.