Snow In His Hair — Johnny Cash

The years have been many the years have been long But at last I'm returning to daddy and home He's looking my way though he hardly can see God bless my old daddy he recognize me There's snow in his hair and I helped to put it there a halo of worry and care As my daddy grows old he's more precious than gold For I cherish the snow in his hair

Guitar

His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears He walked with a cane as he hurried along coming to meet me to welcome me home There's snow in his hair...