Snow, snow, falling down
Covering up my dirty old town

Covers the garbage dump, covers the holes
Covers the rich homes, and the poor souls
Covers the station, covers the tracks
Covers the footsteps of those who'll not be back

Snow, snow, falling down
Covering up my dirty old town

Under the street lamp, there stands a girl
Looks like she's not got a friend in this world
Look at the big flakes come drifting down
Twisting and turning, round and round

Snow, snow, falling down
Covering up my dirty old town

Covers the mailbox, the farm and the plow
Even barbed wire seems - beautiful now
Covers the station, covеrs the tracks
Covers the footstеps of those who'll not be back

Snow, snow, falling down
Covering up my dirty old town