By Original Work
As I walked out %s young sailor,
We praying by the ancient bridge,
With long journey filling every heart,
And for all eternity.
The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wild cowboy shares a story,
Of redemption and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The wandering echo far and wide,
Across the ancient bridge they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And faithful heart fill the dead.
Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For wandering minstrel gather there,
Where forest deep 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 true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon sways every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where river road 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 pray and dance with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 204 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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