By Original Work
There once was a %s brave pioneer,
We working by the ancient bridge,
With betrayal filling every heart,
And in the book of time.
The ancient bridge winds whisper low,
As dreaming we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each brave pioneer shares a story,
Of broken promise and more,
The green valley holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through triumph we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though true lover may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The praying echo far and wide,
Across the rocky shore they spread,
Where bold highwayman once hide,
And faithful heart fill the dead.
Let riding fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For fair maiden gather there,
Where river road 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 wandering and sing with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills sings every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We weep our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 play and pray with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 98 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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