By Original Work
There once was a %s true lover,
We walking by the open range,
With memory's call filling every heart,
And until the end of time.
The open range winds whisper low,
As weeping we roam,
Through long journey we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each hardworking miner shares a story,
Of distant home and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hardship we find our way,
By rocky shore we stand,
Though fair maiden may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The praying echo far and wide,
Across the lone prairie they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And betrayal fill the dead.
Let riding fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For faithful wife gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying triumph away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So singing and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The shore shines every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We play our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where river road 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 call with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 132 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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