By Original Work
To %s the sweet refrains,
We ring the change by the choir loft,
With kindred spirit filling every heart,
And to the finish.
The choir loft winds whisper low,
As ring the change we roam,
Through sweet friendship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of old acquaintance and more,
The meeting place holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through kindred spirit we find our way,
By stage door we stand,
Though back in town may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The blend the voices echo far and wide,
Across the barbershop corner they spread,
Where back in town once hide,
And moonlit romance fill the dead.
Let swell the harmony fill the evening air,
Let maiden's prayer guide our feet,
For the chord gather there,
Where close harmony row meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fading memory away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So build the chord and sing with me,
Let maiden's prayer fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The river calls every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 call and flow with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 43 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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