The winter snow is a child s delight,
As it brightens up the winter night,
And it coats the earth in a cheery white,
As it softly drifts upon it.
The smiling faces watch the ground,
As the snow is falling all around,
And through the glass there comes no sound,
As the snowflakes melt upon it.
Snowman, snow house,
Hey, play with me;
Shake the snow down from the tree,
Games once played by you and me.
Snow is softly falling.
Snowman, snow house,
Hey, play with me;
Shake the snow down from the tree,
Games once played by you and me.
Snow is softly falling.
Well the morning comes and the children play,
Their laughter rings out through the day,
They hope the snow is here to stay,
And that it won t be gone tomorrow.
Sliding, running down the hill,
The time for fun is now, but still,
When they climb up on life s long hill,
They are sure to meet some sorrow.
Snowman, snow house,
Hey, play with me;
Shake the snow down from the tree,
Games once played by you and me.
Snow is softly falling.
Snowman, snow house,
Hey, play with me;
Shake the snow down from the tree,
Games once played by you and me.
Snow is softly falling.