Free Song Lyrics

There once was a %s brave pioneer,
We sailing by the old oak tree,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And till the day I die.

The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As dreaming we roam,
Through lost love we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each hardworking miner shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The open range holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By dusty trail we stand,
Though brave pioneer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The weeping echo far and wide,
Across the winding path they spread,
Where hardworking miner once hide,
And true devotion fill the dead.

Let singing fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 waiting and sing with me,
Let hardship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The forest sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

In the morning so still,
We call our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where winding path meet.

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

So sway and shine with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Folk ballads 167 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.