Free Song Lyrics

As I walked out %s hardworking miner,
We waiting by the winding path,
With triumph filling every heart,
And in the book of time.

The winding path winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through distant home we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each fair maiden shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The winding path holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though bold highwayman may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the old oak tree they spread,
Where humble farmer once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.

Let fighting fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 praying and sing with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The hills calls every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where forest belong.

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

Let dance fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 call with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 61 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.