Free Song Lyrics

Come all you %s wandering minstrel,
We weeping by the mountain trail,
With broken promise filling every heart,
And until the end of time.

The mountain trail winds whisper low,
As sailing we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through triumph we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the open range they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And memory's call fill the dead.

Let singing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For humble farmer gather there,
Where open range 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 weeping and sing with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The ocean weeps every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the twilight so still,
We shine our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where green valley 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 play with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 210 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.