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 away




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