Verse:
When the shades of night are falling,
I can hear a sweet voice calling
Calling to me from the long ago.
Then I get that lonesome feeling, stealing over me,
Leaves me sighing, leaves me crying,
For one memory.
Chorus:
I want to hear my dear old Granny's song at twilight
That melody, is haunting me
I can picture her there, in an old rocking chair,
Crooning, crooning, an old-fashioned air.
Though the voice I loved forever now is silent,
I'll remember my whole life long, her singing
"Silver threads among the go-old"
That was my Granny's Twilight Song