[Verse] Down the avenue, the band rolls by, Brass and drums beneath the smoky sky. Shutters closed on that old cafe, But the music’s alive, it won’t fade away. [Pre-Chorus] Feet keep stepping, hearts all swaying, Echoes of a time that’s still playing. [Chorus] Marchin’ down this old street line, Feel the rhythm, taste the time. Though the lights have all gone cold, The parade’s stories still unfold. Marchin’ down this old street line, Voices ringing, strong and fine. Through the night, we hear the sound, Where the soul of blues is found. [Verse] Sidewalk cracks and faded signs, Whispers of those simpler times. But the shutters can’t hold back the sound, When the band keeps movin’ past this ground. [Pre-Chorus] Feet keep stepping, hearts all swaying, Echoes of a time that’s still playing. [Chorus] Marchin’ down this old street line, Feel the rhythm, taste the time. Though the lights have all gone cold, The parade’s stories still unfold. Marchin’ down this old street line, Voices ringing, strong and fine. Through the night, we hear the sound, Where the soul of blues is found. [Bridge] Shadows dance in the windowpane, Silent stories call your name. Time moves on, but here we stand, Hand in hand, across this land. [Chorus] Marchin’ down this old street line, Feel the rhythm, taste the time. Though the lights have all gone cold, The parade’s stories still unfold. Marchin’ down this old street line, Voices ringing, strong and fine. Through the night, we hear the sound, Where the soul of blues is found. [Outro] Oh, the soul of blues is found... Marchin’ on, forever sound.