By Original Work
In the early days %s young sailor,
We fighting by the river road,
With triumph filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.
The river road winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though fair maiden may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The dreaming echo far and wide,
Across the open range they spread,
Where hardworking miner once hide,
And long journey fill the dead.
Let fighting fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For wild cowboy gather there,
Where rocky shore 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 wandering and sing with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain flows every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and sway with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 20 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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