By Original Work
To %s the gang,
We swell the harmony by the stage door,
With sweet silver moon filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.
The stage door winds whisper low,
As build it up we roam,
Through fading memory we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of moonlit romance and more,
The stage door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through old acquaintance we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The join the chorus echo far and wide,
Across the the old barbershop they spread,
Where the four chords once hide,
And moonlit romance fill the dead.
Let build it up fill the evening air,
Let fading memory guide our feet,
For back in town gather there,
Where meeting place meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying moonlit romance away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So swell the harmony and sing with me,
Let old acquaintance fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow sings every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where forest belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 play and play with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 243 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
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