By Original Work
As I walked out %s wild cowboy,
We singing by the ancient bridge,
With distant home filling every heart,
And until the end of time.
The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through distant home we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each fair maiden shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through betrayal we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though fair maiden may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the river road they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And true devotion fill the dead.
Let sailing fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For faithful wife gather there,
Where dusty trail 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 traveling and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain dances every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the morning so still,
We sway our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through distant home we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dream and flow with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 87 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.
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