Show SILVER THREADS AMONG THE GOLD darling I 1 am coming back stiver silver threads among the black now that peace in europe nears be home in seven years I 1 it II step in on aou ou some night with my whiskers long and ana white 1 les I os the war la Is over dear and we ne are going home I 1 hear iloine again with alth you once more S bv nineteen twenty four once I 1 thought by now I 1 d be sailing back across the sea aea back to where w here you sit bit and pine hut but I 1 am stuck here on the rhine A ou can hear the gang all curse war Is hell bell but peace Is worse whon when the next war comes around in ili the front lines ill bo be found rush in again pell mell les es I 1 will like hell like hell |