Snow Lyrics - Cotton - Sam Baker

First light, city streets they are white and pristine 

Waiting on the tracks of the early machines 

This city's so pretty 

When the snow falls, just at dawn 

Hey paper boy, how 'bout themselves? 

This snow keeps fallin', 

Think its never gonna melt 

This city's so pretty 

Got a cup-a-coffee and a Sunday Globe 

Table by the window, watch the ploughs in the road 

This city's so pretty 

Foreign ships in the night 

good sailors from the sea 

Walk the streets of dawn 

down on Beacon Street 

This city's so pretty 

They are so far from home 

Snow is deep and the road is long 

Snow is deep and the road is long 

They're so far from home 

Pass a stranger on the street, he 's way out of sorts 

he says: Hey, mister, I came up short, 

you got any change, the Lord loves the giver I believe. 

Small change to a stranger, change on the street, 

change to a man who thought he'd never get beat. 

Well there's a thousand ways 

A man in the snow gets lost 

They are so far from home 

Snow is deep and the road is long 

Snow is deep and the road is long 

So far from home 

There's snow upon the ocean, 

there's snow upon the land. 

Talk about forgiveness 

Help me understand 

But I hold on tight 

I do not let go 

I walk these streets 

I am frozen in... 

snow 

First light, city streets are white and pristine 

They're waiting on the tracks of the dirty machines 

First light, city streets are white and pristine 

they are waiting.