Now, come and bathe my forehead, MotherFor 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 sayGive 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 sayGive them all my toys, but Mother,Put my little shoes away
Now, come and bathe my forehead, MotherFor 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 sayGive 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 sayGive them all my toys, but Mother,Put my little shoes away
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