Silver In the Stubble

Early in the morning

Hear the razors roll

The silver's in the stubble

And it wasn't there before

And the leaves they're getting greener

And spring is on the way

And girls are getting

Prettier and younger every day

Summer's in the meadow

Winter in the wood

Oh fare thee well ye wicked world

I'm going to be good

For the leaves they're getting greener

And spring is on the way

And girls are getting

Prettier and younger every day

Time to think of heaven

Time to think of hell

Time to go to church on Sundays

Hark I hear the bell

But the leaves they're getting greener

And spring is on the way

And girls are getting

Prettier and younger every day

If any girl will have me

She'll only have to say

I'll hang my halo on a hook

Until another day

For the leaves they're getting greener

And spring is on the way

And girls are getting

Prettier and younger every day