The Answer to Little Blossom

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Hank Snow - Country

The Answer to Little Blossom

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Oh dear, I'm so sad and heart broken Waiting in my prison cell To be trialled for the death of sweet blossom My baby that I love so well Last night as I drank in the barroom Through the front door my little girl came I watched as she slowly approached me And trembled as she spoke my name My mind was wounded from drinking As I looked on her face sweet and fair I thought that a demon approached me For I strucked her down with my chair In a flash with my reason returning in pride I looked down at my feet And saw not the foam of a demon But my little blossom so sweet I gathered her close to my bosom Her laugh was fast fading away Dear God, I have murdered my baby And now with my life I must pay I'm thinking tonight of that June day I walked down isle with my bride When I promised to love and protect her She then was my joy and my pride But soon I had started to drinking And now I drop dead to our home Oh why must the innocence suffer And then reap just what they have sown I pray to my Maker in glory For this deed I might be forgiven And I hope that the circle I broken Will soon be mattered in Heaven

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