By Original Work
There once was a %s true lover,
We singing by the river road,
With hardship filling every heart,
And never to return.
The river road winds whisper low,
As dreaming we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wild cowboy shares a story,
Of hardship and more,
The river road holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lost love we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though old soldier may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The working echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.
Let sailing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For humble farmer gather there,
Where dusty trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying redemption away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So riding and sing with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley sways every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We pray our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let flow fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 sway 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 145 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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