Eddy Arnold Lyrics
"I Wouldn't Trade the Silver in My Mother's Hair"
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(Fred J. Coots - Jack Little)
I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair
For all the gold in the world
The hands that rocked my cradle
Through all my baby days
Are treasures from the sky
That money cannot buy
God gave us mothers
And tried to be fair
When he gave me mine
I got more than my share
I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair
for all the gold in the world.
--- Instrumental ---
God gave us mothers
And tried to be fair
When he gave me mine
I got more than my share
I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair
for all the gold in the world...
I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair
For all the gold in the world
The hands that rocked my cradle
Through all my baby days
Are treasures from the sky
That money cannot buy
God gave us mothers
And tried to be fair
When he gave me mine
I got more than my share
I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair
for all the gold in the world.
--- Instrumental ---
God gave us mothers
And tried to be fair
When he gave me mine
I got more than my share
I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair
for all the gold in the world...
This song is from the album "I'm Throwing Rice [Camden]", "Early Eddy Arnold [RCA]", "Tennessee Plowboy & His Guitar", "The Tennessee Plowboy & His Guitar [Bear Family (G", "Echoes", "Full Time Job [Proper]", "Eddy's Song [Proper Records (UK)]" and "Echoes [Camden]".