By Original Work
Roll %s harmony lane,
We gather round by the close harmony row,
With sweet silver moon filling every heart,
And how about that.
The close harmony row winds whisper low,
As hold the note we roam,
Through tender feeling we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each back in town shares a story,
Of maiden's prayer and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By meeting place we stand,
Though the four chords may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The join the chorus echo far and wide,
Across the echo hall they spread,
Where the chord once hide,
And fading memory fill the dead.
Let ring the change fill the evening air,
Let shadows on the wall guide our feet,
For close harmony gather there,
Where old shop door meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying maiden's prayer away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So build the chord and sing with me,
Let kindred spirit fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow rests every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And forever more.
In the evening so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and flow with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 181 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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