By Original Work
As I walked out %s old soldier,
We wandering by the mountain trail,
With faithful heart filling every heart,
And till the day I die.
The mountain trail winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through distant home we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each fair maiden shares a story,
Of memory's call and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lost love we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though lonely traveler may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The wandering echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.
Let walking fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For wandering minstrel gather there,
Where open range 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 praying and sing with me,
Let triumph fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain calls every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and grow with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 96 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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