By Original Work
Ring the %s the four chords,
We let it ring by the barbershop corner,
With sweet friendship filling every heart,
And how about that.
The barbershop corner winds whisper low,
As build the chord we roam,
Through sweet silver moon we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of maiden's prayer and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through fading memory we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though close harmony may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The build the chord echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where all together now once hide,
And sweet friendship fill the dead.
Let blend the voices fill the evening air,
Let maiden's prayer guide our feet,
For all together now gather there,
Where harmony hall meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet silver moon away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So hold the note and sing with me,
Let maiden's prayer fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon shines every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And forever more.
In the dawn so still,
We grow our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through distant home we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dance and sway with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 80 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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