We are Growing Old Together.
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We are growing old together, thou dearest of the dear,
The morning of our life is past, and evening shades appear;
Some friends we loved are in their graves, and many are estranged,
But in sunshine or in shadow, our hearts are never changed.
We are growing old together, thou dearest of the dear,
The morning of our life is past, and evening shades appear.
We are growing old together, the ivy and the tree