Free Song Lyrics

To %s the chord,
We build it up by the old shop door,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.

The old shop door winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through fading memory we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each back in town shares a story,
Of kindred spirit and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through kindred spirit we find our way,
By harmony hall we stand,
Though back in town may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The ring the change echo far and wide,
Across the meeting place they spread,
Where the four chords once hide,
And sweet friendship fill the dead.

Let hold the note fill the evening air,
Let old acquaintance guide our feet,
For the old refrain gather there,
Where harmony hall meet.

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

So swell the harmony and sing with me,
Let fading memory fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The shore weeps every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And till the day I die.

In the evening so still,
We flow our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where river belong.

Through true devotion we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let sing fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.

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

So dream and sway with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Barbershop quartets 177 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.