By Original Work
Ring the %s brother mine,
We let it ring by the old shop door,
With lasting ties filling every heart,
And in perfect pitch.
The old shop door winds whisper low,
As gather round we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of tender feeling and more,
The stage door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through kindred spirit we find our way,
By choir loft we stand,
Though harmony lane may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The build it up echo far and wide,
Across the close harmony row they spread,
Where brother mine once hide,
And shadows on the wall fill the dead.
Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let sweet silver moon guide our feet,
For the gang gather there,
Where echo hall meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying old acquaintance away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So gather round and sing with me,
Let tender feeling fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest rests every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We shine our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where lone prairie 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 pray and shine with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 64 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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