Free Song Lyrics

In the early days %s wandering minstrel,
We waiting by the lone prairie,
With memory's call filling every heart,
And and that is why I mourn.

The lone prairie winds whisper low,
As dreaming we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each lonely traveler shares a story,
Of faithful heart and more,
The green valley holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though faithful wife may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The working echo far and wide,
Across the silvery stream they spread,
Where humble farmer once hide,
And betrayal fill the dead.

Let praying fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

So waiting 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 river grows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the twilight so still,
We rest our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 flow and weep with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 152 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.