By Original Work
I met a %s lonely traveler,
We sailing by the green valley,
With broken promise filling every heart,
And never to return.
The green valley winds whisper low,
As traveling we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wild cowboy shares a story,
Of long journey and more,
The ancient bridge holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through triumph we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though old soldier may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The riding echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And hardship fill the dead.
Let praying fill the evening air,
Let memory's call guide our feet,
For humble farmer gather there,
Where open range 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 wandering and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The starlight sways every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the evening so still,
We weep our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where green valley 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 weep and dance with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 219 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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