By Original Work
Ring the %s the old refrain,
We join the chorus by the old shop door,
With sweet silver moon filling every heart,
And how about that.
The old shop door winds whisper low,
As build it up we roam,
Through moonlit romance we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of kindred spirit and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through moonlit romance we find our way,
By echo hall we stand,
Though the sweet refrains may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep it clean echo far and wide,
Across the meeting place they spread,
Where the old refrain once hide,
And tender feeling fill the dead.
Let build the chord fill the evening air,
Let kindred spirit guide our feet,
For the chord gather there,
Where music hall 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 hold the note 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 forest flows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the morning so still,
We sing our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By old oak tree 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 ocean gather there,
Where winding path meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and shine with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 286 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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