The last fifty years have seen laughter and tears
And your hair slowly fade to gray
Your children are grown now and it's hard to believe how
The years have just all slipped away
But in time, you've gained a wisdom
That seems to elude the young
And each line that now marks your face
Tells the stories of all that you've done
So fear not the passing of the days
Like the song of the violin you only grow sweeter with age
As time's pages turn you lived and you learned
What truly mattered most
CHORUS
Like the song of the violin you only grow sweeter with age
The last fifty years have seen laughter and tears
And your hair slowly fade to gray