Free Song Lyrics

There once was a %s wandering minstrel,
We traveling by the dusty trail,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And for memories never fade.

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

Each young sailor shares a story,
Of betrayal and more,
The mountain trail holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through triumph we find our way,
By forest deep we stand,
Though true lover may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The praying echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.

Let praying fill the evening air,
Let memory's call guide our feet,
For hardworking miner gather there,
Where rocky shore 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 weeping and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The hills sings every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We rest our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

So weep and dream with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 299 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.