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