Put My Little Shoes Away

Come and bathe my forehead, mother
For I'm growing very weak
Let one drop of water, mother
Fall upon my burnin' cheek

Chorus
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

Go and tell my little playmates
That I never more will play
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 think he brought an angel
With a pair of golden wings

Soon the baby will grow larger
And they'll fit his little feet
Won't he be so nice and cunning
As he walks upon the street