When Silver Threads Are Gold Again

Darlin’, we are growing old

And show the silver in our hair

Since time has stolen all the gold

That made your youthful tresses fair

But years can never steal away

A look that never can grow old

What care we for tresses gray

Since love will always keep its gold

Love, I’ll tell you with a kiss

If Heaven gives back the youth we miss

Your face will be no fairer then

When silver threads are gold again

Darlin’, I can read today

The question in your thoughtful eyes

You wonder if I wish for May

Beneath the frosty autumn skies

Love of mine, be sure of this

For me, no face could be so fair

Than this one that I stoop to kiss

Beneath its crown of silver hair

Darlin’, with your hand in mine

We’ll journey all life’s pathway through

With happy tears your dear eyes shine

Like deep blue blossoms in the dew

The sorrow of the passing years

Have made us love each other more

And every day that disappears

I count you dearer than before

Love, I’ll tell you with a kiss

If Heaven gives back the youth we miss

Your face will be no fairer then

When silver threads are gold again

Recorded 6/8/36 New York, NY