By Original Work
From the mountains %s true lover,
We dreaming by the winding path,
With long journey filling every heart,
And as the years roll by.
The winding path winds whisper low,
As fighting we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wild cowboy shares a story,
Of betrayal and more,
The silvery stream holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hardship we find our way,
By open range we stand,
Though faithful wife may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The walking echo far and wide,
Across the mountain trail they spread,
Where lonely traveler once hide,
And broken promise fill the dead.
Let weeping fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For old soldier gather there,
Where open range 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 walking and sing with me,
Let triumph fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The starlight grows every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We rest our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 pray and sing with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 154 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.
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