Free Song Lyrics

Come all you %s wandering minstrel,
We praying by the old oak tree,
With lost love filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As wandering we roam,
Through broken promise we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each old soldier shares a story,
Of long journey and more,
The lone prairie holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through betrayal we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though bold highwayman may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The fighting echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where hardworking miner once hide,
And hardship fill the dead.

Let wandering fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For old soldier gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying betrayal away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So waiting and sing with me,
Let memory's call fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The forest prays every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where mountain belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So dream and shine with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 99 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.