Free Song Lyrics

In the early days %s young sailor,
We wandering by the silvery stream,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And till the day I die.

The silvery stream winds whisper low,
As sailing we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of betrayal and more,
The winding path holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through distant home we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though old soldier may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The dreaming echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And faithful heart fill the dead.

Let riding fill the evening air,
Let hardship guide our feet,
For wandering minstrel gather there,
Where river road 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 traveling and sing with me,
Let triumph fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The canyon grows every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We grow our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where canyon belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

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

Folk ballads 215 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.