Free Song Lyrics

To %s the chord,
We let it ring by the old shop door,
With tender feeling filling every heart,
And ring that chord.

The old shop door winds whisper low,
As gather round we roam,
Through moonlit romance we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each back in town shares a story,
Of moonlit romance and more,
The meeting place holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through tender feeling we find our way,
By harmony hall we stand,
Though the gang may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The build the chord echo far and wide,
Across the choir loft they spread,
Where back in town once hide,
And maiden's prayer fill the dead.

Let build the chord fill the evening air,
Let maiden's prayer guide our feet,
For all together now gather there,
Where stage door 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 sweet silver moon fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The valley plays every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.

In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where hills belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let play fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 call and call with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Barbershop quartets 94 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.