By Original Work
Away out West %s faithful wife,
We singing by the winding path,
With lost love filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.
The winding path winds whisper low,
As weeping we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The green valley holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through long journey we find our way,
By rocky shore we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sailing echo far and wide,
Across the dusty trail they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And lost love fill the dead.
Let sailing fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For hardworking miner gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying betrayal away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So wandering and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The river flows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep 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 faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and rest with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 33 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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