Where did our young years go



My eyes are getting weaker, my steps are getting slow
And the gray in my hair is beginning to show
My life has been rich though I've always been poor
Our youth passed so quickly
Where did our young years go



    There's something between us so few understand
    You made me your king, though I'm a plain working man
    Our home and our babies have left our love aglow
    But where, Oh, where did our young years go



Your face may be wrinkled, your dress may be worn
But your lips are still tener, thriulling and warm
Each day of life our love seems to grow
But where, oh where did our young years go



 * Refrain

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