When I was a little boy, bare-footed, I'd like to go In the spring or summertime, there was no ice or snow When I was tired and nearly dead, these are the words that Mamma said Go and wash those dirty feet before you go to bed
When I would get out off school, I could hardly wait I'd have my brogans in my hand before I'd hit the gate I'd wrought them plain till nearly dead, that same old line, Mamma always said Go and wash those dirty feet before you go to bed
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When winter's passed and the violets bloom and the springtime rose around My tiny feet got to itchin' so to touch the cool cool ground But I remember what Mamma said, those words still echo through my head Go and wash those dirty feet before you go to bed
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I draw the water from the well and grab the Old Ma's teeth Just a-fussin' and a-fumin' like any ordinary man But if I'm brushin' off instead, Mamma would make my bottom red Go and wash them dirty feet before you go to bedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
