I Wouldn't Trade The Silver In My Mother's Hair Lyrics - Eddy Arnold

I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair 

For all the gold in the world 

The hands that rocked my cradle through all my baby days 

Are treasures from the sky that money cannot buy 

God gave us mothers and tried to be fair 

When he gave me mine I got more than my share 

I wouldn't trade the silver in my mother's hair 

For all the gold in the world 

God gave us mothers