By Original Work
Down by the %s old soldier,
We sailing by the lone prairie,
With hardship filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.
The lone prairie winds whisper low,
As working we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each young sailor shares a story,
Of redemption and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through triumph we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though humble farmer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The riding echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And faithful heart fill the dead.
Let traveling fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For fair maiden gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 working and sing with me,
Let betrayal fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest weeps every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the morning so still,
We sway our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where mountain belong.
Through faithful heart 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 faithful heart guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So grow and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 258 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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