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Silver
Thread Among The Gold
Darling, I am growing
old,
Silver threads among the
gold
Shine upon my brow
today;
Life is fading fast away;
But, my darling, you
will be, will be,
Always young and fair to
me,
Yes, my darling, you
will be,
Always young and fair to
me.
Chorus:
When your hair is silver
white,
And your cheeks no
longer bright,
With the roses of the
May;
I will kiss your lips
and say-
Oh! my darling, mine
alone, alone,
You have never older
grown,
Yes, my darling, mine
alone,
You have never older
grown.
Chorus:
Love can never more grow old,
Locks may lose their
brown and gold,
Cheeks may fade and
hollow grow,
But the hearts that love
will know
Never, never, winter's
frost and chill:
Summer warmth is in them
still-
Never winter's frost and
chill,
Summer warmth is in them
still.
Chorus:
Love is always young and
fair,-
What to us is silver
hair,
Faded cheeks or steps
grown slow,
To the heart that beats
below?
Since I kissed you, mine
alone, alone,
You have never older
grown-
Since I kissed you, mine
alone,
You have never older
grown.
Chorus:
Darling, I am growing
old,
Silver threads among the
gold,
Shine upon my brow
today;
Life is fading fast away.
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