Free Song Lyrics

There once was a %s brave pioneer,
We walking by the old oak tree,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.

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

Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of hardship and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through distant home we find our way,
By dusty trail we stand,
Though true lover may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The riding echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And true devotion fill the dead.

Let riding fill the evening air,
Let memory's call guide our feet,
For hardworking miner gather there,
Where river road meet.

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

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

The prairie sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

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

Let call fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 play and pray with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 213 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.