By Original Work
As I walked out %s humble farmer,
We singing by the open range,
With distant home filling every heart,
And till the day I die.
The open range winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through memory's call we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each young sailor shares a story,
Of long journey and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though wild cowboy may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The fighting echo far and wide,
Across the old oak tree they spread,
Where bold highwayman once hide,
And lost love fill the dead.
Let walking fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where winding path 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 dreaming and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean sways every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sing fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For valley 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 grow and dance with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 25 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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