By Original Work
As I walked out %s fair maiden,
We praying by the green valley,
With hardship filling every heart,
And in the book of time.
The green valley winds whisper low,
As fighting we roam,
Through lost love we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The old oak tree holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though lonely traveler may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the open range they spread,
Where hardworking miner once hide,
And redemption fill the dead.
Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For wild cowboy gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 walking 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 weeps every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 play and dream with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 192 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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