Put My Little Shoes Away Lyrics - Bill Monroe

Now, come and bathe my forehead, mother 

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