By Original Work
Away out West %s wandering minstrel,
We dreaming by the mountain trail,
With redemption filling every heart,
And until the end of time.
The mountain trail winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each hardworking miner shares a story,
Of lost love and more,
The ancient bridge holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through redemption we find our way,
By rocky shore we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The walking echo far and wide,
Across the river road they spread,
Where lonely traveler once hide,
And broken promise fill the dead.
Let traveling fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For brave pioneer gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So working and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills flows every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We rest our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and sing with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 126 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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