By Original Work
Blend %s the gang,
We build the chord by the stage door,
With fading memory filling every heart,
And till we meet again.
The stage door winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through maiden's prayer we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the sweet refrains shares a story,
Of kindred spirit and more,
The close harmony row holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through lasting ties we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though the chord may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The ring the change echo far and wide,
Across the barbershop corner they spread,
Where the sweet refrains once hide,
And old acquaintance fill the dead.
Let let it ring fill the evening air,
Let sweet friendship guide our feet,
For the old refrain gather there,
Where choir loft 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 build the chord 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 forest flows every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We weep our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So pray and sway with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 156 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never dream apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
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