Judy Lynn It's true some gray has touched the treasure Of the golden hair that you once called my crown And now when people ask what happened He winks at younger girls and tell the town She's just an antique in my closet Her hair is gray, she needs a rocking chair She just an antiques in my closet She's past her prime and I no longer care
--- Instrumental --- I gave my best years to my darlin' And through the years I loved him more each day But now my life has been forsaken For through an open door I heard him say She's just an antique in my closet Her hair is grey, she needs a rocking chair She just an antiques in my closet She's past her prime and I no longer care...