Snow In His Hair

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    The years have been many, the years have been long,
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    but at last I'm returning to daddy and home.
             G              G7                    C               G
    He's looking my way though he hardly can see,
                                                   D                G      G7
    God bless my old daddy, he recognized me.

                C                               G
There's snow in his hair and I helped put it there,
     D         D7            G          G7
a halo of worry and care.
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As my daddy grows old, he's more precious than gold,
                             D              G
for I cherish the snow in his hair.
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Hu hu hu hu hu, hu hu hu hu.

               G                                          D                  G
    His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years,
                                                       A                D
    I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears.
            G                   G7              C          G
    He walked with a cane as he hurried along,
                                           D                  G       G7
    coming to meet me, to welcome me home.