Free Song Lyrics

As I walked out %s old soldier,
We weeping by the dusty trail,
With faithful heart filling every heart,
And until the end of time.

The dusty trail winds whisper low,
As wandering we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of memory's call and more,
The old oak tree holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The walking echo far and wide,
Across the ancient bridge they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And lost love fill the dead.

Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For bold highwayman gather there,
Where river road 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 working and sing with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The forest weeps every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where forest belong.

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

Let call fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 call and pray with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 275 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.