Lyrics of The Stranger

My thoughts go back across the years
To days when I was young--
The dashing youth, though quite uncouth,
The ever witty tongue.

Then middle age came by one day
And knocked upon my door.
The mirror betrayed my sagging face,
My gnarled hand and slowing pace.
The stranger knocking on my door
Told me that I was young no more.

But now I've reached the final phase
Of restless nights and drowsy days,
Sailing onward to the end
With aches and pains whene're I bend,
Still there's more happiness than tears--
Oh, silver locks and golden years!

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