By Original Work
Hail %s brother mine,
We hold the note by the the old barbershop,
With lasting ties filling every heart,
And goodnight and go.
The the old barbershop winds whisper low,
As ring the change we roam,
Through sweet silver moon we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each harmony lane shares a story,
Of sweet silver moon and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through shadows on the wall we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The build it up echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where all together now once hide,
And fading memory fill the dead.
Let hold the note fill the evening air,
Let fading memory guide our feet,
For the gang gather there,
Where music 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 gather round and sing with me,
Let moonlit romance fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley calls every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the morning so still,
We play our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So play and sway with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 295 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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