Mother dear come bathe my forehead For I'm growing very weak Mother let one drop of water Fall upon my burning cheek I'm going away to leave you, Mother darling And remember what I say Do this, won't you please, dear Mother Put my little shoes away
Santa Claus, he brought 'em to me With a lot of other things I believe he brought an angel With a pair of golden wings
Tell my lovin' little playmates That I nevermore will play Give them all my toys, but Mother Put my little shoes away I'm going away to leave you, Mother darling And remember what I say Do this, won't you please, dear Mother Put my little shoes awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
