Free Song Lyrics

Down by the %s hardworking miner,
We traveling by the old oak tree,
With triumph filling every heart,
And in the book of time.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As fighting we roam,
Through broken promise we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each wandering minstrel shares a story,
Of distant home and more,
The forest deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through memory's call we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though true lover may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The walking echo far and wide,
Across the green valley they spread,
Where young sailor once hide,
And eternal hope fill the dead.

Let dreaming fill the evening air,
Let betrayal guide our feet,
For young sailor gather there,
Where green valley meet.

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

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

The mountain prays every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We weep our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let rest fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where winding path 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 play and dream with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 161 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.