By Original Work
Away out West %s faithful wife,
We sailing by the dusty trail,
With hardship filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.
The dusty trail winds whisper low,
As wandering we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though brave pioneer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The singing echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.
Let working fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For wild cowboy gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 working and sing with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie dreams every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And forever more.
In the morning so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So pray and call with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 55 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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