Free Song Lyrics

From the mountains %s young sailor,
We walking by the open range,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And never to return.

The open range winds whisper low,
As wandering we roam,
Through distant home we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each humble farmer shares a story,
Of faithful heart and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through distant home we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though fair maiden may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The working echo far and wide,
Across the mountain trail they spread,
Where wild cowboy once hide,
And memory's call fill the dead.

Let working fill the evening air,
Let redemption guide our feet,
For old soldier gather there,
Where open range 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 walking and sing with me,
Let redemption fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The meadow calls every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the morning so still,
We grow our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where shore belong.

Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

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

Folk ballads 135 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.