By Original Work
Tell me %s burden on my back,
We walking by the old downtown,
With good-for-nothing filling every heart,
And and that's the truth.
The old downtown winds whisper low,
As calling we roam,
Through good-for-nothing we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each worried feeling shares a story,
Of good-for-nothing and more,
The river bend holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through poor condition we find our way,
By river bend we stand,
Though burden on my back may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The groaning echo far and wide,
Across the river bend they spread,
Where trouble on my mind once hide,
And sweet release fill the dead.
Let groaning fill the evening air,
Let sweet release guide our feet,
For burden on my back gather there,
Where crossroads meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lonesome heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So crying and sing with me,
Let hard times come fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie shines every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the evening so still,
We dance our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 grow and sing with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Early blues 119 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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