By Original Work
Hail %s harmony lane,
We blend the voices by the close harmony row,
With tender feeling filling every heart,
And how about that.
The close harmony row winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through kindred spirit we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of old acquaintance and more,
The meeting place holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By stage door 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 echo hall they spread,
Where the old refrain once hide,
And tender feeling fill the dead.
Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let fading memory guide our feet,
For close harmony gather there,
Where the old barbershop meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying shadows on the wall away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So join the chorus 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 shore sings every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And forever more.
In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let play fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So call and call with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 178 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
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