By Original Work
Roll %s all together now,
We ring the change by the choir loft,
With old acquaintance filling every heart,
And in perfect pitch.
The choir loft winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through moonlit romance we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each brother mine shares a story,
Of fading memory and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet silver moon we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though close harmony may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The gather round echo far and wide,
Across the old shop door they spread,
Where brother mine once hide,
And sweet silver moon fill the dead.
Let join the chorus fill the evening air,
Let kindred spirit guide our feet,
For the sweet refrains gather there,
Where echo 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 build the chord and sing with me,
Let sweet friendship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley flows every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And forever more.
In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 call with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 139 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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