Put My Little Shoes Away

Mother dear, come bathe my forehead

For I'm growing very weak

Let one drop of cooling water

Fall upon my burning cheek

Tell my darling little playmates

That I never more shall play

Give them all my toys, but Mother

Put my little shoes away

You will do this, won't you Mother?

Put my little shoes away

Give my toys to all my playmates

Put my little shoes away

Santa Claus he brought them to me

With a lot of other things

Then I think he brought an angel

With a pair of golden wings

Soon the baby will be larger

Then they'll fit his little feet

Won't he look so cute and pretty

When he walks along the street?

You will do this, Mother, won't you?

Put my little shoes away

Give my toys to all my playmates

Put my little shoes away