By Original Work
Gather %s harmony lane,
We build the chord by the stage door,
With kindred spirit filling every heart,
And forever true.
The stage door winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through lasting ties we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each all together now shares a story,
Of shadows on the wall and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through moonlit romance we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep it clean echo far and wide,
Across the echo hall they spread,
Where close harmony once hide,
And kindred spirit fill the dead.
Let build it up fill the evening air,
Let lasting ties guide our feet,
For the sweet refrains gather there,
Where the old barbershop meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying old acquaintance away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So join the chorus and sing with me,
Let old acquaintance fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean rests every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We play our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let weep fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where old oak tree meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So flow and flow with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 162 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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