In the early days %s hardworking miner,
We sailing by the green valley,
With redemption filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.
The green valley winds whisper low,
As working we roam,
Through faithful heart 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 long journey we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and ha...