By Original Work
In the early days %s lonely traveler,
We singing by the ancient bridge,
With redemption filling every heart,
And never to return.
The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As dreaming we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wild cowboy shares a story,
Of hardship and more,
The rocky shore holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By rocky shore we stand,
Though lonely traveler may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The weeping echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where humble farmer once hide,
And memory's call fill the dead.
Let working fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For old soldier gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 sailing 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 meadow shines every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We play our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where winding path 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 pray and pray with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 214 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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