Treble Choir
Treble Choir
The one area I love to be.
Singing as you can see.
Down, down in the music wing.
Just sing, sing, sing!
Beautiful as you can hear.
So nice, it makes me shed a tear.
Just let your voice out.
Be careful not to shout.
Voice, it travels around.
Who knows where it will be found.
Singing, singing everywhere.
More and more we can share.
I love sending my voice out.
My voice I never doubt.
We can sing you and me.
I am as happy as can be.
Grab my hand and come with me.
Treble choir is beautiful as you can see.
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