Lyrics The Older the Violin, The Sweeter the Music - Hank Thompson

The Older the Violin, The Sweeter the Music

These specks of grey that’s in my hair… just make me look dis-tinguished They
don’t mean I’m over the hill… and Babe I’m not ex-tinguished
There’s lots of young girls waitin' for my love.
and Babe they won’t re-fuse it They know the older the violin, the sweeter the
music.
And I can play… a sympho-ny of love.
Like a thousand violins singin' from above.
You’re gonna really miss my lovin'.
.one day when you lose it.
You know the older the violin, the sweeter the music
And I can play… a sympho-ny of love.
Like a thousand violins singin' from above.
You’re gonna really miss my lovin'…someday when you lose it You know the
older the violin, the sweeter the music the older the violin, the sweeter the
music