By Original Work
Ring the %s harmony lane,
We keep it clean by the meeting place,
With tender feeling filling every heart,
And ring that chord.
The meeting place winds whisper low,
As let it ring we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of lasting ties and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By barbershop corner we stand,
Though the sweet refrains may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The let it ring echo far and wide,
Across the stage door they spread,
Where the gang once hide,
And lasting ties fill the dead.
Let blend the voices fill the evening air,
Let tender feeling guide our feet,
For the four chords gather there,
Where the old barbershop 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 build the chord 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 sways every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.
In the evening so still,
We grow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine and dance with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 26 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
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