Lyrics:
Mother dear, come bathe my forehead, for I'm growing very weak,
Mother, let one drop of water, fall upon my burning cheek.
Tell my loving little schoolmates, that I never more will play,
Give them all my toys, but Mother, put my little shoes away.
chorus:
I am going to leave you Mother, so remember what I say,
Oh! do it, won't you, please, dear Mother, put my little shoes away.
Santa Claus, he gave them to me, with a lot of other things;
And I think he brought an angel, with a pair of golden wings.
Mother, I will be an angel, by perhaps another day;
So, you will then, dearest mother, put my little shoes away.
Soon the baby will be larger, then they'll fit his little feet;
Oh! he'll look so nice and cunning, when he walks along the street.
Now I'm getting tired Mother, soon I'll say to all good day;
Please remember what I tell you. Put my little shoes away.
