By Original Work
To %s back in town,
We build it up by the meeting place,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And forever true.
The meeting place winds whisper low,
As ring the change we roam,
Through fading memory we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of shadows on the wall and more,
The close harmony row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through fading memory we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though the sweet refrains may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep it clean echo far and wide,
Across the old shop door they spread,
Where brother mine once hide,
And moonlit romance fill the dead.
Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let shadows on the wall guide our feet,
For the gang 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 keep it clean and sing with me,
Let maiden's prayer fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest plays every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the morning so still,
We play our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For starlight gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 weep with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 202 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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