By Original Work
I met a %s faithful wife,
We traveling by the river road,
With triumph filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.
The river road winds whisper low,
As singing we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each young sailor shares a story,
Of lost love and more,
The green valley holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through triumph we find our way,
By dusty trail we stand,
Though hardworking miner may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The wandering echo far and wide,
Across the dusty trail they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And memory's call fill the dead.
Let riding fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For faithful wife gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying hardship away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So wandering 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 ocean calls every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 flow and play with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 103 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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