Free Song Lyrics

Down by the %s hardworking miner,
We praying by the silvery stream,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.

The silvery stream winds whisper low,
As wandering we roam,
Through triumph we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each hardworking miner shares a story,
Of distant home and more,
The rocky shore holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

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

The sailing echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where fair maiden once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.

Let riding fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For brave pioneer gather there,
Where river road meet.

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

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

The hills flows every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

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

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

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

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

So flow and call with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 216 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.