When the snowflake starts falling,
and the winter wind starts blowing,
I'll be on my way back home.
I'll see my mother yonder,
in the church on the hill,
singing out her praises
while everything's so still.
Daryl
Daddy's yonder,
with the angel band,
singing out his praises,
yonder in
glory land.
When the snowflake starts falling,
and the winter wind starts blowing,
and the rain starts falling,
I'll be on my way back home.