Blend %s all together now,
We let it ring by the barbershop corner,
With old acquaintance filling every heart,
And to the finish.
The barbershop corner winds whisper low,
As blend the voices we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of sweet friendship and more,
The choir loft holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though back in town may stray,
We join heart to heart ...