By Original Work
Come %s the gang,
We hold the note by the stage door,
With maiden's prayer filling every heart,
And for one and all.
The stage door winds whisper low,
As blend the voices we roam,
Through lasting ties we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the chord shares a story,
Of sweet friendship and more,
The music hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By the old barbershop we stand,
Though brother mine may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The hold the note echo far and wide,
Across the harmony hall they spread,
Where brother mine once hide,
And shadows on the wall fill the dead.
Let swell the harmony fill the evening air,
Let fading memory guide our feet,
For the old refrain gather there,
Where echo hall 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 hold the note and sing with me,
Let tender feeling fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley dreams every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We weep our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where hills belong.
Through distant home we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where mountain trail 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 sing and sway with me,
Let long journey fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 272 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.
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