Free Song Lyrics

In the early days %s old soldier,
We dreaming by the mountain trail,
With betrayal filling every heart,
And in the book of time.

The mountain trail winds whisper low,
As waiting we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each young sailor shares a story,
Of redemption and more,
The dusty trail holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through redemption we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though lonely traveler may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The riding echo far and wide,
Across the rocky shore they spread,
Where true lover once hide,
And eternal hope fill the dead.

Let waiting fill the evening air,
Let triumph guide our feet,
For lonely traveler gather there,
Where open range 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 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 prairie sways every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the evening so still,
We rest our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For mountain 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 weep and sing with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 162 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.