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8 thoughts on “ Put My Little Shoes Away

  1. Perhaps Mitchell's most enduring song is Put My Little Shoes Away, which he wrote with Charles E. Pratt in A mournful ballad where a dying child tells her mother to put her shoes away to save for her infant brother, it reportedly sold over , sheet music copies.
  2. Roy Acuff - Put My Little Shoes Away Lyrics. Mother dear come bathe my forehead For I'm growing very weak Mother let one drop of water Fall upon my burning cheek I'm going away to leav.
  3. Put My Little Shoes Away Chords by Everly Brothers. Learn to play guitar by chord / tabs using chord diagrams, transpose the key, watch video lessons and much more.
  4. 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.
  5. "Put My Little Shoes Away" Capo 1 Intro: D D Mother dear come bathe my forehead G A For I’m growing very weak D A D Mother let one drop of water A D Fall upon my burning cheek G D I’m going away to leave you mother darling G A And remember what I say D A D Do this won’t you please dear mother A D Put my little shoes away D A D Santa Claus he brought them to me G A With a lot of .
  6. 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.
  7. Lyrics to 'Put My Little Shoes Away' by The Everly Brothers. Mother dear come bathe my forehead For I’m growing very weak Mother let one drop of water Fall upon my burning cheek.
  8. Put My Little Shoes Away Lyrics: 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.

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