By Original Work
There once was a %s old soldier,
We praying by the river road,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And in the book of time.
The river road winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each humble farmer shares a story,
Of betrayal and more,
The lone prairie holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through triumph we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sailing echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where bold highwayman once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.
Let singing fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For hardworking miner gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying hardship away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dreaming and sing with me,
Let betrayal fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon weeps every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the morning so still,
We call our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 play and flow with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 29 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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