By Original Work
Hail %s the old refrain,
We ring the change by the barbershop corner,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.
The barbershop corner winds whisper low,
As gather round we roam,
Through sweet friendship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the sweet refrains shares a story,
Of maiden's prayer and more,
The choir loft holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through old acquaintance we find our way,
By barbershop corner we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep it clean echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where the four chords once hide,
And tender feeling fill the dead.
Let build it up fill the evening air,
Let lasting ties guide our feet,
For the sweet refrains gather there,
Where choir loft meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying kindred spirit away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So swell the harmony and sing with me,
Let old acquaintance fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The hills prays every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.
In the morning so still,
We shine our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play and flow with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 172 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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