Free Song Lyrics

Blend %s the four chords,
We keep it clean by the echo hall,
With tender feeling filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.

The echo hall winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through tender feeling we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each all together now shares a story,
Of fading memory and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through sweet silver moon we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though brother mine may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The blend the voices echo far and wide,
Across the the old barbershop they spread,
Where the four chords once hide,
And old acquaintance fill the dead.

Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let sweet silver moon guide our feet,
For the old refrain gather there,
Where echo hall meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fading memory away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So blend the voices and sing with me,
Let lasting ties fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The valley sings every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.

In the evening so still,
We play our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where meadow belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let dream fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where green valley 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 weep and rest with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Barbershop quartets 66 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.