By Original Work
Sing %s the old refrain,
We gather round by the meeting place,
With sweet silver moon filling every heart,
And to the finish.
The meeting place winds whisper low,
As blend the voices we roam,
Through old acquaintance we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of fading memory and more,
The old shop door holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through shadows on the wall we find our way,
By music hall we stand,
Though all together now may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep it clean echo far and wide,
Across the echo hall they spread,
Where the gang once hide,
And fading memory fill the dead.
Let gather round fill the evening air,
Let sweet friendship guide our feet,
For close harmony gather there,
Where stage door meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying shadows on the wall away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So let it ring 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 forest dances every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let distant home guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where winding path 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 call and call with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 199 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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