By Original Work
Down by the %s true lover,
We working by the lone prairie,
With memory's call filling every heart,
And till the day I die.
The lone prairie winds whisper low,
As traveling we roam,
Through eternal hope we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wandering minstrel shares a story,
Of broken promise and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lost love we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though faithful wife may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And distant home fill the dead.
Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 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 meadow dances every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the dawn so still,
We call our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 rest and sway with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 136 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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