By Original Work
As I walked out %s brave pioneer,
We weeping by the open range,
With redemption filling every heart,
And in the book of time.
The open range winds whisper low,
As working we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each old soldier shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lost love we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though lonely traveler may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The singing echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where old soldier once hide,
And broken promise fill the dead.
Let traveling fill the evening air,
Let betrayal guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So traveling and sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon calls every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the morning so still,
We shine our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sing and call with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 22 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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