Free Song Lyrics

Come all you %s faithful wife,
We waiting by the old oak tree,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And never to return.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through memory's call we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of triumph and more,
The ancient bridge holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through betrayal we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though true lover may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The weeping echo far and wide,
Across the mountain trail they spread,
Where true lover once hide,
And memory's call fill the dead.

Let working fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For wandering minstrel gather there,
Where winding path 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 riding and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The ocean dreams every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where starlight belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail 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 forest gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.

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

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

Folk ballads 199 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.