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I talked with a stranger so sad and forlorn
His garments were sack cloth, 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 have the dolly that she used to love
He held and caressed it and he gazed up above
He whispered, My
darling
you're waiting I know
I knew she was part of his happier years
His frail body trembled, he spoke soft and low
I'll be with my darling at the first fall of snow
I just couldn't tell him how I felt inside
I patted his shoulder, my feeling's too high
He smiled as we parted 'cause he didn't know
That we'd lost our darling at the first fall of snow
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 4
- Gospel Train
- When Tragedy Struck
- Hank Snow Sings Sacred Songs
- Country & Western Jamboree
- Old Doc Brown and Other Narrations by Hank Snow
- Hank Snow Salutes Jimmie Rodgers
- Country Classics
- Hank Snow Sings
- Legend Of Old Doc Brown
- Songs Of Tragedy
- Souvenirs
- Hello Love
- When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold
- The Jimmie Rodgers Story
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 3
- Hits Hits And More Hits
- Spanish Fire Ball And Other Great Hank Snow Stylin
- The Singing Ranger