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When you are old and tired and gray
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Wear you overcoat on sunny days
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When your brave tales have all been told
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I'll ask for them when you are old
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When you are old and full of sleep
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And death no longer makes you weep
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When your body aches with cold
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I'll warm your heart when you are old
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You'll still be the same to me
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A comfort and a mystery
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And I will be old too see
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I'll need someone to comfort me
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When you are old and pale and gone
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And a gentle hand is all you want
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I will give you mine to hold
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And I'll be here when you are old
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Yes I will give you mine to hold
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And I'll be here when you are old
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When You Are Old
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| Martina McBride |
