By Original Work
Hail %s the chord,
We keep it clean by the old shop door,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And till we meet again.
The old shop door winds whisper low,
As blend the voices we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the old refrain shares a story,
Of sweet friendship and more,
The barbershop corner holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lasting ties we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though all together now may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The hold the note echo far and wide,
Across the barbershop corner they spread,
Where the old refrain once hide,
And tender feeling fill the dead.
Let build the chord fill the evening air,
Let lasting ties guide our feet,
For the four chords gather there,
Where echo hall meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying tender feeling away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So join the chorus 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 canyon plays every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We sing our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 shine and rest with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 273 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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