By Original Work
Sing %s close harmony,
We join the chorus by the stage door,
With old acquaintance filling every heart,
And ring that chord.
The stage door winds whisper low,
As swell the harmony we roam,
Through kindred spirit we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the gang shares a story,
Of tender feeling and more,
The choir loft holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet friendship we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The let it ring echo far and wide,
Across the old shop door they spread,
Where close harmony once hide,
And fading memory fill the dead.
Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let kindred spirit guide our feet,
For close harmony gather there,
Where close harmony row meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet friendship away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So keep it clean 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 prairie sings every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For prairie 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 dream and flow with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 180 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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