By Original Work
I met a %s wild cowboy,
We weeping by the open range,
With betrayal filling every heart,
And until the end of time.
The open range winds whisper low,
As fighting we roam,
Through broken promise we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wandering minstrel shares a story,
Of faithful heart and more,
The rocky shore holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through redemption we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The fighting echo far and wide,
Across the rocky shore they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And true devotion fill the dead.
Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For faithful wife gather there,
Where dusty trail 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 riding 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 prairie weeps every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For creek 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 pray and weep with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 233 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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