Snow In His Hair

Tom: G

         G                         D               G
    The years have been many, the years have been long,
                                  A         D
    but at last I'm returning to daddy and home.
          G         G7            C          G
    He's looking my way though he hardly can see,
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    God bless my old daddy, he recognized me.

          C                     G
There's snow in his hair and I helped put it there,
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a halo of worry and care.
       C                           G
As my daddy grows old, he's more precious than gold,
                    D         G
for I cherish the snow in his hair.
                 D       G
Hu hu hu hu hu, hu hu hu hu.

          G                           D             G
    His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years,
                                     A            D
    I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears.
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    He walked with a cane as he hurried along,
                           D          G   G7
    coming to meet me, to welcome me home.