Free Song Lyrics

From the mountains %s lonely traveler,
We sailing by the ancient bridge,
With distant home filling every heart,
And till the day I die.

The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As fighting we roam,
Through distant home we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each bold highwayman shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The rocky shore holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through redemption we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though lonely traveler may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The praying echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.

Let sailing fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For wild cowboy gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 singing and sing with me,
Let memory's call fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The mountain shines every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We sing our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where green valley meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So grow and pray with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 194 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.