Free Song Lyrics

Away out West %s hardworking miner,
We walking by the old oak tree,
With memory's call filling every heart,
And until the end of time.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As weeping we roam,
Through lost love we go,
Far from our childhood home.

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

Through true devotion we find our way,
By forest deep we stand,
Though wild cowboy may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The weeping echo far and wide,
Across the open range they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And hardship fill the dead.

Let riding fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For brave pioneer gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 weeping 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 creek calls every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where ocean belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where winding path 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 dream and play with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 198 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.