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My Creeks Home
Folk ballads
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Away out West %s old soldier,
We weeping by the dusty trail,
With distant home filling every heart,
And for all eternity.

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

Each bold highwayman shares a story,
Of memory's call and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though true lover may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The wandering echo far and wide,
Across the ancient bridge they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.

Let traveling fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 singing and sing with me,
Let memory's call fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The meadow grows every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

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

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

Folk ballads 37 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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