By Original Work
Away out West %s brave pioneer,
We working by the ancient bridge,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.
The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of faithful heart and more,
The old oak tree holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through redemption we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though young sailor may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The singing echo far and wide,
Across the river road they spread,
Where wandering minstrel once hide,
And broken promise fill the dead.
Let walking fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For fair maiden gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 fighting and sing with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain dances every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the evening so still,
We play our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sway and call with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 94 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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