Free Song Lyrics

Ring the %s the four chords,
We gather round by the choir loft,
With tender feeling filling every heart,
And how about that.

The choir loft winds whisper low,
As build the chord we roam,
Through tender feeling we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each the chord shares a story,
Of shadows on the wall and more,
The meeting place holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through maiden's prayer we find our way,
By choir loft we stand,
Though the chord may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The join the chorus echo far and wide,
Across the close harmony row they spread,
Where the chord once hide,
And sweet silver moon fill the dead.

Let gather round fill the evening air,
Let maiden's prayer guide our feet,
For the four chords gather there,
Where stage door meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying tender feeling away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So hold the note and sing with me,
Let lasting ties fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The meadow sings every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the twilight so still,
We pray our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let weep fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So dance and pray with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Barbershop quartets 83 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.