文本歌词

Put My Little Shoes Away - Woody Guthrie/Cisco Houston
Mother come and bathe my forehead
For I'm growing very weak
Let one drop of water Mother
Fall upon my burning cheek
Go and tell my little playmates
That I never more will play
Give them all my toys but Mother
Put my little shoes away
You will do this won't you Mother
Please remember what I say
Give them all my toys but Mother
Put my little shoes away
Santa Claus he brought them to me
With a lot of other things
And I thought he brought an angel
With a pair of golden wings
Soon the baby will be larger
And they'll fit his little feet
Won't he look so nice and funny
As he walks upon the street
You will do this won't you Mother
Please remember what I say
Give them all my toys but Mother
Put my little shoes away