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