Perished in the Snow
The Music of this Song can be had of Henry J. Wehman, Song Publisher, No. 50 Chatham St., New York, or will be sent to any address, post-paid, on receipt of 40 cents in postage stamps.
Perished in the Snow Sung With Great Success By Rddie Fox.
’Twas on a stormy Winter’s night,
The snow was falling fast,
A mother and two little babes,
Were wandering through the blast;
Still clinging to their mother’s breast,
The little ones would cry,
“Please, mamma, won’t you make us warm,
Oh! mamma, we will
“Oh! darling, look up in my eyes,
And say you will not die,
For mother’s heart is breaking fast,
And death to me is nigh;”
Then wrapping up the little ones,
She knelt down in the snow;
“O! God in heaven, take us home,
We’re ready now to go.”
When morning dawned the sun came out,
The snow was melting fast,
Three darling forms lay side by side
In one fond loving clasp.
A farmer heard the sad sad news,
That made him weep to know
That from his house, not twenty rods,
Three perished in the snow.
H. J. Wehman, Song Publisher, 50 Chatham St., N.Y.