| Song Length |
3:26 |
Genre |
Folk - Bluegrass, Country - General |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Pleasant, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Relationship |
Lyrics
When I was a young man,
Not so old,
I met a girl with hair of gold
Nothing Means more to me,
Than the touch of her hand,
Nothing means more to me,
Than to be her man
40 Many years have gone by,
My hair is gray,
I met a girl today,
Nothing means more to me,
Than the touch of her hand,
Nothing means more to me,
Than to be her man.
Now as I see myself,
With hair of grey,
Will she take me as I am this way?
Nothing means more to me,
Than the touch of her hand,
Nothing means more to me,
Than to be her man.
Now that I speak with her
And see a twinkle in her eye,
All those years,
Have not passed me by
Nothing means more to me,
Than the touch of her hand,
Nothing means more to me,
Than to be her man.