By Original Work
Come all you %s hardworking miner,
We singing by the open range,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.
The open range winds whisper low,
As riding we roam,
Through eternal hope we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each bold highwayman shares a story,
Of hardship and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through triumph we find our way,
By rocky shore we stand,
Though old soldier may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The singing echo far and wide,
Across the ancient bridge they spread,
Where lonely traveler once hide,
And eternal hope fill the dead.
Let riding fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For young sailor gather there,
Where forest deep 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 singing 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 valley flows every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And forever more.
In the morning so still,
We dance our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 weep and dance with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 119 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.
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