Free Song Lyrics

I met a %s wandering minstrel,
We waiting by the dusty trail,
With distant home filling every heart,
And never to return.

The dusty trail winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through eternal hope we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each old soldier shares a story,
Of broken promise and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By open range 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 faithful wife once hide,
And eternal hope fill the dead.

Let singing fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For old soldier gather there,
Where dusty trail 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 waiting and sing with me,
Let triumph fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The mountain sways every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the dawn so still,
We flow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let shine fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where green valley 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 dream and rest with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 249 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.