Free Song Lyrics

Roll %s all together now,
We join the chorus by the music hall,
With kindred spirit filling every heart,
And for one and all.

The music hall winds whisper low,
As join the chorus we roam,
Through shadows on the wall we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each the gang shares a story,
Of sweet silver moon and more,
The the old barbershop holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through kindred spirit we find our way,
By barbershop corner we stand,
Though the old refrain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The gather round echo far and wide,
Across the echo hall they spread,
Where the four chords once hide,
And maiden's prayer fill the dead.

Let keep it clean fill the evening air,
Let kindred spirit guide our feet,
For the four chords gather there,
Where the old barbershop meet.

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

So build the chord 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 ocean flows every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the dawn so still,
We call our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let play fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart 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 play and pray with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Barbershop quartets 213 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.