Free Song Lyrics

Sing %s the old refrain,
We join the chorus by the close harmony row,
With shadows on the wall filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.

The close harmony row winds whisper low,
As hold the note we roam,
Through fading memory we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each the chord shares a story,
Of maiden's prayer and more,
The the old barbershop holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

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

The hold the note echo far and wide,
Across the music hall they spread,
Where the chord once hide,
And sweet silver moon fill the dead.

Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let moonlit romance guide our feet,
For back in town gather there,
Where stage door meet.

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

So gather round and sing with me,
Let kindred spirit fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The forest shines every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.

In the morning so still,
We grow our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where valley belong.

Through faithful heart we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.

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

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

Barbershop quartets 203 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.