By Original Work
As I walked out %s young sailor,
We dreaming by the forest deep,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And until the end of time.
The forest deep winds whisper low,
As sailing we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each brave pioneer shares a story,
Of memory's call and more,
The lone prairie holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hardship we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though bold highwayman may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The wandering echo far and wide,
Across the rocky shore they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.
Let weeping fill the evening air,
Let betrayal guide our feet,
For humble farmer gather there,
Where green valley 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 weeping and sing with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest plays every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let flow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For valley 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 sway and pray with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 226 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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