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THE OLDER THE VIOLIN, THE SWEETER THE MUSIC
HANK THOMPSON
Written By: CURLY PUTMAN

VERSE 1:
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It seems you think that thirty-five is just a
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little too old;
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But I'm not ready yet to be put out in the cold;
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I've got plenty of good love left, woman, if 
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you'll just use it;
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You know The Older The Violin, The Sweeter The
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Mu - sic.

CHORUS:
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And I can play a symphony of love.
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Like a thousand violins singing from a - bove;
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And you're gonna really miss my loving one day
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when you lose it;
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You know The Older The Violin, The Sweeter The
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Music.

VERSE 2:
These specks of grey that's in my hair just make
me look distinguished;
They don't mean I'm over the hill, not the way you
wish;
There's plenty of young girls waiting for my love;
Honey, they won't refuse it;
They know The Older The Violin, The Sweeter The
Music.
(CHORUS)