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 ev'ry footstep, he loved ev'ry 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