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Darling I am growing old
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.
Darling, I am growing, growing old
Silver threads among the gold,
Shine upon the brow today,
Life is fading fast away.
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