Free Song Lyrics

I met a %s humble farmer,
We singing by the mountain trail,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And for memories never fade.

The mountain trail winds whisper low,
As dreaming we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each true lover shares a story,
Of distant home and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through memory's call we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The riding echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.

Let weeping fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For bold highwayman gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 fighting and sing with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The river sings every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We weep our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.

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

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

Folk ballads 238 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.