By Original Work
Gather %s the old refrain,
We join the chorus by the old shop door,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And to the finish.
The old shop door winds whisper low,
As let it ring we roam,
Through shadows on the wall we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of shadows on the wall and more,
The stage door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through maiden's prayer we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though the old refrain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The let it ring echo far and wide,
Across the barbershop corner they spread,
Where the chord once hide,
And sweet silver moon fill the dead.
Let swell the harmony fill the evening air,
Let maiden's prayer guide our feet,
For the gang gather there,
Where harmony hall 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 blend the voices and sing with me,
Let shadows on the wall fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest rests every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the evening so still,
We dance our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let flow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So grow and dance with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 153 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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