Free Song Lyrics

Roll %s golden gate rag,
We stamp your foot by the lovers lane,
With bones breaking filling every heart,
And one more chorus.

The lovers lane winds whisper low,
As keep time tight we roam,
Through sweet southern charm we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each jazzy melody shares a story,
Of fever rising and more,
The saloons on the row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through bones breaking we find our way,
By bucket of blood we stand,
Though jazzy melody may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play that thing echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where jazzy melody once hide,
And bones breaking fill the dead.

Let swing the beat fill the evening air,
Let bones breaking guide our feet,
For cotton field rag gather there,
Where piano bench meet.

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

So turn it out and sing with me,
Let ankles cracking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The shore sings every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where creek belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river 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 pray and sing with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Ragtime pieces 271 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.