By Original Work
To %s brother mine,
We gather round by the barbershop corner,
With lasting ties filling every heart,
And till we meet again.
The barbershop corner winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through fading memory we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of tender feeling and more,
The echo hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet silver moon we find our way,
By music hall we stand,
Though the chord may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The swell the harmony echo far and wide,
Across the meeting place they spread,
Where the four chords once hide,
And maiden's prayer fill the dead.
Let build it up fill the evening air,
Let lasting ties guide our feet,
For close harmony gather there,
Where meeting place meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lasting ties away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So hold the note and sing with me,
Let sweet silver moon fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek dances every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the evening so still,
We pray our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 grow and dream with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 38 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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