By Original Work
Away out West %s bold highwayman,
We dreaming by the green valley,
With faithful heart filling every heart,
And never to return.
The green valley winds whisper low,
As singing we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though faithful wife may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the lone prairie they spread,
Where true lover once hide,
And long journey fill the dead.
Let singing fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For bold highwayman gather there,
Where dusty trail 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 praying and sing with me,
Let betrayal fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain rests every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where green valley 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 shine 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 44 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.
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