By Original Work
Down by the %s young sailor,
We sailing by the river road,
With betrayal filling every heart,
And till the day I die.
The river road winds whisper low,
As working we roam,
Through betrayal we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each hardworking miner shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The dusty trail holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lost love we find our way,
By dusty trail we stand,
Though bold highwayman may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The traveling echo far and wide,
Across the dusty trail they spread,
Where lonely traveler once hide,
And redemption fill the dead.
Let riding fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 weeping and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon grows every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the evening so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dream and weep with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 12 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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