By Original Work
Away out West %s bold highwayman,
We working by the green valley,
With triumph filling every heart,
And like the morning dew.
The green valley winds whisper low,
As walking we roam,
Through true devotion we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each wandering minstrel shares a story,
Of eternal hope and more,
The rocky shore holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through hardship we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though brave pioneer may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The waiting echo far and wide,
Across the mountain trail they spread,
Where brave pioneer once hide,
And hardship fill the dead.
Let weeping fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where winding path 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 praying 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 creek dreams every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We dream our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine and grow with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 177 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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