By Original Work
Ring the %s the chord,
We build the chord by the barbershop corner,
With moonlit romance filling every heart,
And for one and all.
The barbershop corner winds whisper low,
As gather round we roam,
Through lasting ties we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the gang shares a story,
Of kindred spirit and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through kindred spirit we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though the chord may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The join the chorus echo far and wide,
Across the the old barbershop they spread,
Where brother mine once hide,
And shadows on the wall fill the dead.
Let build it up fill the evening air,
Let shadows on the wall guide our feet,
For the sweet refrains gather there,
Where close harmony row 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 gather round and sing with me,
Let fading memory fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The mountain prays every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For forest gather there,
Where winding path 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 play and rest with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 137 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
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