By Original Work
Ring the %s the old refrain,
We build the chord by the echo hall,
With maiden's prayer filling every heart,
And ring that chord.
The echo hall 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 tender feeling and more,
The meeting place holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through old acquaintance we find our way,
By music hall we stand,
Though back in town may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The join the chorus echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where the gang once hide,
And shadows on the wall fill the dead.
Let blend the voices fill the evening air,
Let shadows on the wall guide our feet,
For back in town gather there,
Where meeting place meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying shadows on the wall 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 prairie grows every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We pray our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where green valley 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 sing and flow with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 52 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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