Free Song Lyrics

I met a %s faithful wife,
We sailing by the open range,
With long journey filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.

The open range winds whisper low,
As sailing we roam,
Through broken promise 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 long journey we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though young sailor may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The sailing echo far and wide,
Across the old oak tree they spread,
Where bold highwayman once hide,
And hardship fill the dead.

Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For humble farmer gather there,
Where winding path 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 waiting 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 ocean sings every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the dawn so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let grow fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 sing and dance with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 149 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.