Silver Threads Among The Gold (hi-lo)

SILVER THREADS AMOUNG THE GOLD
W: Eben E. Rexford
M: Hart Pease Danks
Slim Whitman
Key: Bb

 5   -5   5 3   -2” -4  4 2
 8   -9   8 6   -5  -8  7 5
Dar-ling, I am grow-ing old,
   
 3  -3”   -3   -5  -3  -5   5
 6  -6    -7   -9  -7  -9   8   
Sil-ver threads a-mong the gold,

  5   -5 5  3   -2” -4 4 2
  8   -9 8  6   -5  -8 7 5
Shine up-on my brow to-day,

 3   -3” 3   -5  -3”-3  4
 6   -6  6   -9  -6 -7  7
Life is fast fad-ing a-way.

-3   4  -4   2    -2”  -3  4
-7   7  -8   6    -5   -7  7
But, my dar-ling, you will be,

-4  -4   -4   -4   5   -4 -4
-8  -8   -8   -8   8   -8 -8
Al-ways young and fair to me,

 5   -5  5   3    -2”  -4  42
 8   -9  8   6    -5   -8  75
Yes, my dar-ling, you will be

3   -3”  -3   -5   5   -4 4
6   -6   -7   -9   8   -8 7
Al-ways young and fair to me.


Chorus:

-3   4   -4 3   -2” -3    4    3   5
-7   7   -8 6   -5  -7    7    6   8
Dar-ling, I am grow-ing, grow-ing old,

-4  -4    -4   -4  5   -4   -4
-8  -8    -8   -8  8   -8   -8
Sil-ver threads a-mong the gold,

  -4  -5 -4 3   -2” -4 4 2
  -8  -9 -8 6   -5  -8 7 5 
Shine up-on my brow to-day;

 3   -3”-3  -5   5  -4  4
 6   -6 -7  -9   8  -8  7
Life is fad-ing fast a-way.


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