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When Silver Threads Are Gold Again

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             A                                                            D  
          Darling, we are growing old
                          A                                                      E  
          and show the silver in our hair,
                                     A                                                              D  
          sands of time have stolen all the gold
                          E                                                                    A  
          that made your youthful tresses fair.
                        E                                                         A  
          But years can never steal away,
                  E                                                              A  
          a love that never can grow old.
                A                                                              D  
          What care we for tresses gray,
                             E                                                                 A  
          since love will always keep its gold.
             A                                                                    D  
          Love, I'll tell you with a kiss,
                        A                                                                            E  
          if heaven gives back the youth we miss.
                          A                                                            D  
          Your face will be no fairer then,
                          E                                                              A  
          when silver threads are gold again.
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             A                                                      D  
          Darling, I can read today,
                          A                                                                 E  
          the question in your thoughtful eyes,
                        A                                                    D  
          you wonder if I wish for May,
                  E                                                                 A  
          beneath this frosty Autumn sky.
             E                                                              A  
          Love of mine, be sure of this,
                        E                                                            A  
          for me, no face could be so fair
                          A                                                            D  
          than this one that I stoop to kiss,
                  E                                                                 A  
          beneath its crown of silver hair.
 A  DE  A)  
             A                                                                    D  
          Darlin', with your hand in mine,
                             A                                                                         E  
          we'll journey all life's pathway through,
                          A                                                                    D  
          with happy tears your dear eyes shine
                             E                                                              A  
          like deep blue blossoms in the dew.
                             E                                                         A  
          These sorrows of the passing years
                          E                                                            A  
          have made us love each other more.
                        A                                                 D  
          And every day that disappears,
                  E                                                            A  
          I count you dearer than before.
             A                                                                 D  
          Love, I'll tell you with a kiss,
                     A                                                                              E  
          if Heav'n gives back the youth we miss,
                          A                                                            D  
          your face will be no fairer then,
                          E                                                              A  
          when silver threads are gold again.