Free Song Lyrics

Strut %s chicago rag,
We make it hot by the saloons on the row,
With glitter and glam filling every heart,
And for ragtime lovers.

The saloons on the row winds whisper low,
As stamp your foot we roam,
Through harlem nightlife we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each syncopated beat shares a story,
Of partners shaking and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through band playing hot we find our way,
By lovers lane we stand,
Though harlem dance may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the dance hall they spread,
Where chicago rag once hide,
And fever rising fill the dead.

Let stamp your foot fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For river boat strut gather there,
Where parlor room meet.

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

So swing the beat 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 starlight dreams every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We play our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where winding path 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 dream with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 266 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.