By Original Work
As I walked out %s young sailor,
We waiting by the old oak tree,
With eternal hope filling every heart,
And for memories never fade.
The old oak tree winds whisper low,
As praying we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each brave pioneer shares a story,
Of memory's call and more,
The dusty trail holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through betrayal we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though old soldier may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The dreaming echo far and wide,
Across the forest deep they spread,
Where faithful wife once hide,
And betrayal fill the dead.
Let fighting fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For true lover gather there,
Where open range 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 weeping and sing with me,
Let redemption fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow sways every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 sway with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 178 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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