0 Mother dear come bath my forehead
For I am growing very weak
Let one drop of coolin' water
Fall upon my burning cheek.

Tell my darlin' little playmates
That I never more shall play
Give them all my toys, but Mother
Put my little shoes away.

Chorus:
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
And 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
For he'll look so cute and pretty
When he walks upon the street

Chorus

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