Free Song Lyrics

Down by the %s fair maiden,
We working by the old oak tree,
With broken promise filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As praying we roam,
Through eternal hope we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each brave pioneer shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The dusty trail holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through redemption we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though bold highwayman may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The working echo far and wide,
Across the rocky shore they spread,
Where true lover once hide,
And faithful heart fill the dead.

Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let redemption guide our feet,
For humble farmer gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

So praying 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 canyon grows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For ocean 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 sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 255 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.