When Silver Threads Are Gold Again

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    Darling, we are growing old
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    and show the silver in our hair,
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    sands of time have stolen all the gold
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    that made your youthful tresses fair.

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    But years can never steal away,
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    a love that never can grow old.
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    What care we for tresses gray,
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    since love will always keep its gold.

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    Love, I'll tell you with a kiss,
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    if heaven gives back the youth we miss.
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    Your face will be no fairer then,
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    when silver threads are gold again.

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    Darling, I can read today,
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    the question in your thoughtful eyes,
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    you wonder if I wish for May,
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    beneath this frosty Autumn sky.

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    Love of mine, be sure of this,
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    for me, no face could be so fair
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    than this one that I stoop to kiss,
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    beneath its crown of silver hair.

( A D E A )

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    Darlin', with your hand in mine,
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    we'll journey all life's pathway through,
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    with happy tears your dear eyes shine
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    like deep blue blossoms in the dew.

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    These sorrows of the passing years
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    have made us love each other more.
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    And every day that disappears,
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    I count you dearer than before.

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    Love, I'll tell you with a kiss,
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    if Heav'n gives back the youth we miss,
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    your face will be no fairer then,
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    when silver threads are gold again.