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Mother dear, come bathe my forehead For I`m growing very weak Mother, let one drop of water Fall upon my burnin` cheek Tell my loving, little playmates That I never more shall play Give them all my toys but, Mother Put my little shoes away
(You will do this, Mother, won`t you) (Put my little shoes away) 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 Mother, soon I`ll be an angel By, perhaps, another day So if you will, my dearest Mother Put my little shoes away
(You will do this, Mother, won`t you) (Put my little shoes away) Give them all my toys but, Mother Put my little shoes away
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