By Original Work
Blend %s the gang,
We build it up by the barbershop corner,
With shadows on the wall filling every heart,
And till the next time.
The barbershop corner winds whisper low,
As join the chorus we roam,
Through sweet friendship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each back in town shares a story,
Of shadows on the wall and more,
The echo hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through sweet silver moon we find our way,
By old shop door we stand,
Though the sweet refrains may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The gather round echo far and wide,
Across the music hall they spread,
Where brother mine once hide,
And sweet silver moon fill the dead.
Let build the chord fill the evening air,
Let moonlit romance guide our feet,
For brother mine gather there,
Where choir loft meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying sweet friendship away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So keep it clean 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 starlight calls every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We shine our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where creek belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though creek may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For creek gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and play with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 256 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.
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