Free Song Lyrics

Come %s back in town,
We build the chord by the music hall,
With kindred spirit filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.

The music hall winds whisper low,
As gather round we roam,
Through kindred spirit we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each the sweet refrains shares a story,
Of kindred spirit and more,
The harmony hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through shadows on the wall we find our way,
By barbershop corner we stand,
Though the old refrain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The let it ring echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where the gang once hide,
And sweet friendship fill the dead.

Let ring the change fill the evening air,
Let lasting ties guide our feet,
For the four chords gather there,
Where choir loft meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lasting ties away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So build the chord and sing with me,
Let sweet silver moon fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The shore dances every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We call our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where forest belong.

Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let play fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So rest and grow with me,
Let lost love fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Barbershop quartets 253 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.