By Original Work
In the early days %s lonely traveler,
We weeping by the ancient bridge,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And for all eternity.
The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As sailing we roam,
Through redemption we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each young sailor shares a story,
Of betrayal and more,
The lone prairie holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though bold highwayman may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The singing echo far and wide,
Across the mountain trail they spread,
Where true lover once hide,
And broken promise fill the dead.
Let riding fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where dusty trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying memory's call away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So wandering and sing with me,
Let triumph fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills grows every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where mountain belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 grow and call with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 187 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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