Vārdi: Hank Williams. At The First Fall Of Snow.

I talked with a stranger - so sad and forlorn
His garments were sackcloth - all tattered and torn
He told me a story - of sorrow and woe
His heart went to heaven - at the first fall of snow

He spoke of his angel - a dear, baby girl
He loved every footstep - he loved every curl
But she went to heaven - just one year ago
The angels came for her - at the first fall of snow

He still had the dolly - that she used to love
He held and caressed it - and gazed up above
He whispered my baby - You're waiting, I know
I'll bring you, your dolly - at the first fall of snow

And there as I listened - my eyes filled with tears
I knew she was part of - his happier years
His frail body trembled - he spoke soft and low
I'll be with my baby - at the first fall of snow

I patted his shoulder - my feelings to hide
He couldn't know - I was crying inside
He smiled as we parted - 'cause he didn't know
That we lost our baby - at the first fall of snow