Down by the %s bold highwayman,
We waiting by the lone prairie,
With memory's call filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.
The lone prairie winds whisper low,
As singing we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each fair maiden shares a story,
Of faithful heart and more,
The green valley holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
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