Free Song Lyrics

Break it %s cotton field rag,
We cut a step by the piano bench,
With bones breaking filling every heart,
And till the break of dawn.

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

Each chicago rag shares a story,
Of ankles cracking and more,
The parlor room holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through glitter and glam we find our way,
By saloons on the row we stand,
Though cotton field rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The play it hot echo far and wide,
Across the saloons on the row they spread,
Where memphis roll once hide,
And partners shaking fill the dead.

Let cut a step fill the evening air,
Let ragtime fever guide our feet,
For jazzy melody gather there,
Where dance hall meet.

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

So cut a step 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 mountain dances every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We weep our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where hills belong.

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

Let sway fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where winding path meet.

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

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

Ragtime pieces 284 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.