Put My Little Shoes Away

Come and 4 bathe my forehead, 1 mother
For I'm growing very 5 weak
1 Let one 4 drop of water, 1 mother
Fall up- 5 on my burnin' 1 cheek

Chorus
4 You will do this won't you 1 mother
Please remember what I 5 say
1 Give them 4 all my toys but 1 mother
Put my 5 little shoes a 1 way

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