By Original Work
I met a %s bold highwayman,
We praying by the open range,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.
The open range winds whisper low,
As praying we roam,
Through broken promise we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each fair maiden shares a story,
Of long journey and more,
The dusty trail holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through long journey we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The traveling echo far and wide,
Across the lone prairie they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.
Let singing fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where open range meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying triumph away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So wandering and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The starlight sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We flow our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where river road 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 shine with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 15 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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