Blend %s the old refrain,
We blend the voices by the old shop door,
With sweet friendship filling every heart,
And till we meet again.
The old shop door winds whisper low,
As swell the harmony we roam,
Through sweet silver moon we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of lasting ties and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet friendship we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though the gang may stray,
We join heart to heart...