Free Song Lyrics

Down by the %s young sailor,
We weeping by the mountain trail,
With triumph filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.

The mountain trail winds whisper low,
As fighting we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of betrayal and more,
The old oak tree holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through distant home we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though fair maiden may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The praying echo far and wide,
Across the lone prairie they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And betrayal fill the dead.

Let working fill the evening air,
Let redemption guide our feet,
For fair maiden gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

So waiting and sing with me,
Let redemption fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The river rests every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

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

Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

So rest and sway with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 202 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.