At the First Fall of Snow Hank Williams
At The First Fall Of Snow
[D]I talked with a stranger, so sad and [G]forlorn,
His garments were [A]sack cloth, all tattered and [D]torn.
He told me a story, of sorrow and [G]woe,
His heart went to [D]Heaven, at the [A]first fall of s[D]now.
[D]He spoke of his angel, a dear baby [G]girl,
He loved every [A]footstep, he loved every [D]curl.
But she went to Heaven, just one year [G]ago,
The angels came [D]for her, at the [A]first fall of [D]snow.
[D]He still had the dolly, that she used to [G]love,
He held and ca[A]ressed it, and gazed up [D]above.
He whispered, "My baby, you're waiting I [G]know,
I'll bring you your [D]dolly, at the [A]first fall of [D]snow."
[D]And there as I listened, my eyes filled with [G]tears,
I knew she was [A]part of, his happier [D]years.
His frail body trembled, he spoke soft and [G]low,
"I'll be with my [D]baby, at the [A]first fall of [D]snow."
[D]I patted his shoulder, my feelings to [G]hide,
[A]He couldn't know, I was crying in[D]side,
He smiled as we parted, cause he didn't [G]know,
That we lost our [D]baby, at the [A]first fall of s[D]now.