By Original Work
Sing %s all together now,
We join the chorus by the stage door,
With sweet friendship filling every heart,
And that's the spirit.
The stage door winds whisper low,
As let it ring we roam,
Through sweet friendship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the four chords shares a story,
Of sweet silver moon and more,
The echo hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through tender feeling we find our way,
By choir loft we stand,
Though close harmony may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The ring the change echo far and wide,
Across the stage door they spread,
Where the gang once hide,
And sweet friendship fill the dead.
Let blend the voices fill the evening air,
Let sweet friendship guide our feet,
For brother mine gather there,
Where barbershop corner meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fading memory away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So join the chorus and sing with me,
Let sweet friendship fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie sings every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where creek belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and call with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Barbershop quartets 278 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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