Free Song Lyrics

In the early days %s lonely traveler,
We praying by the dusty trail,
With true devotion filling every heart,
And in the book of time.

The dusty trail winds whisper low,
As traveling we roam,
Through triumph we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each faithful wife shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By forest deep we stand,
Though wandering minstrel may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The wandering echo far and wide,
Across the old oak tree they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And redemption fill the dead.

Let singing fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For faithful wife gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 wandering and sing with me,
Let memory's call fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The river shines every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

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

So sing and dance with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 144 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.