I talked with a stranger so sad and forlornHis garments were sack
cloth all tattered and townHe told me a story of sorrow and
woeHis heart went to heaven at the first fall of snowHe spoke of
his angel a dear baby girlHe loved every footstep he loved every
curlBut she went to heaven just one year agoThe angels came for
her at the first fall of snow.He still have the dolly that she
used to loveHe held and caressed it and he gazed up aboveHe
whispered my darling you're waiting I knowI'll bring
you your dolly at the first fall of snow.And there as I listened
then my eyes filled with tearsI knew she was part of his happier
yearsHis frail body trembled he spoke soft and lowI'll be
with my darling at the first fall of snow.I just couldn't
tell him how I felt insideI patted his shoulder my feelings to
hideHe smiled as we partred cause he didn't knowThat
we'd lost our darling at the first fall of snow...