At The First Fall Of Snow (Show 9) - Hank Williams

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