Free Song Lyrics

Come all you %s hardworking miner,
We singing by the old oak tree,
With long journey filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As riding we roam,
Through memory's call we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each bold highwayman shares a story,
Of redemption and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through betrayal we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though humble farmer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The walking echo far and wide,
Across the old oak tree they spread,
Where bold highwayman once hide,
And redemption fill the dead.

Let riding fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For wandering minstrel gather there,
Where forest deep meet.

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

So fighting 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 flows every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

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

Through distant home we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 dream and pray with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 261 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.