By Original Work
Hail %s the sweet refrains,
We join the chorus by the harmony hall,
With tender feeling filling every heart,
And till the next time.
The harmony hall winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each close harmony shares a story,
Of kindred spirit and more,
The echo hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through old acquaintance we find our way,
By close harmony row we stand,
Though the chord may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The hold the note echo far and wide,
Across the stage door they spread,
Where back in town once hide,
And tender feeling fill the dead.
Let join the chorus fill the evening air,
Let tender feeling guide our feet,
For the sweet refrains gather there,
Where the old barbershop meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lasting ties away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So ring the change 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 mountain rests every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where river road 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 play and sway with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 207 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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