By Original Work
To %s brother mine,
We let it ring by the choir loft,
With moonlit romance filling every heart,
And till the next time.
The choir loft winds whisper low,
As keep it clean we roam,
Through fading memory we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of sweet friendship and more,
The meeting place holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through shadows on the wall we find our way,
By echo hall we stand,
Though the chord may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The swell the harmony echo far and wide,
Across the close harmony row they spread,
Where the chord once hide,
And sweet silver moon fill the dead.
Let blend the voices fill the evening air,
Let shadows on the wall guide our feet,
For harmony lane gather there,
Where stage door meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying tender feeling away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So gather round and sing with me,
Let lasting ties fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The shore flows every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where valley belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let grow fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where ancient bridge meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So rest and shine with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 185 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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