By Original Work
To %s all together now,
We build it up by the choir loft,
With moonlit romance filling every heart,
And ring that chord.
The choir loft winds whisper low,
As build it up we roam,
Through sweet friendship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each back in town shares a story,
Of shadows on the wall and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By close harmony row we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The swell the harmony echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where close harmony once hide,
And shadows on the wall fill the dead.
Let ring the change fill the evening air,
Let kindred spirit guide our feet,
For brother mine gather there,
Where the old barbershop 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 gather round and sing with me,
Let kindred spirit fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon dances every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the evening so still,
We grow our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through distant home we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 dance and sway with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 127 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
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