By Original Work
Down by the %s humble farmer,
We working by the rocky shore,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And for all eternity.
The rocky shore winds whisper low,
As singing we roam,
Through lost love we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each young sailor shares a story,
Of triumph and more,
The old oak tree holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hardship we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though young sailor may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And redemption fill the dead.
Let traveling fill the evening air,
Let betrayal guide our feet,
For wild cowboy gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The river dreams every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where winding path 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 sway and pray with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 286 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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