Songtexte Teardrops Falling In The Snow - Porter Wagoner
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                                                by 
                                                page 
                                                our 
                                                lives 
                                                are 
                                                written 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                Master's 
                                                book 
                                                above
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wonder 
                                                if 
                                                He 
                                                makes 
                                                an 
                                                entry 
                                                for 
                                                each 
                                                darling 
                                                mother's 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                one 
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                this 
                                                morning 
                                                enter 
                                                though 
                                                the 
                                                station 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                was 
                                                crying 
                                                softly 
                                                crying 
                                                teardrops 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                she 
                                                came 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                passing 
                                                me 
                                                    I 
                                                let 
                                                her 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                was 
                                                waiting 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                casket 
                                                one 
                                                draped 
                                                in 
                                                red 
                                                white 
                                                and 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                she 
                                                said 
                                                I'll 
                                                wait 
                                                outside 
                                                sir 
                                                soon 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                your 
                                                train 
                                                will 
                                                blow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                see 
                                                her 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                teardrops 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                the 
                                                whistle 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                engine 
                                                broke 
                                                the 
                                                silence 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                air
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                train 
                                                was 
                                                slowly 
                                                stopping 
                                                upon 
                                                her 
                                                lips 
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                    a 
                                                prayer
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                box 
                                                there 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                number 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                name 
                                                was 
                                                right 
                                                below
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                she 
                                                looked 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                casket 
                                                teardrops 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                made 
                                                grave 
                                                    a 
                                                waiting 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                depths 
                                                are 
                                                dark 
                                                and 
                                                cold
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                to 
                                                claim 
                                                this 
                                                mother's 
                                                darling 
                                                war 
                                                for 
                                                her 
                                                has 
                                                taken 
                                                toll
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                sure 
                                                they'll 
                                                meet 
                                                up 
                                                yonder 
                                                where 
                                                God's 
                                                children 
                                                always 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                always 
                                                will 
                                                remember 
                                                teardrops 
                                                falling 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
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4 Lord I'm Coming Home
5 Heaven's Just A Prayer Away
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7 Just Over In the Gloryland
8 Hold To God's Unchanging Hand
9 Old Cross Roads
10 Will There Be Any Stars In My Crown
11 Where the Roses Never Fade - Original Gusto Recordings
12 Walk That Lonesome Valley
13 I Won’t Have to Cross Jordan Alone - Original Gusto Recordings
14 Trouble In The Amen Corner
15 Teardrops Falling In The Snow
16 The Farmer And The Lord
17 Heaven On My Mind
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20 What Would You Do
21 Wayfaring Stranger
22 Swing Low Sweet Chariot
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