In an Old Dutch Garden, By an Old Dutch Mill - Hank Snow

In an old Dutch garden by an old Dutch mill

Where the moon was dreaming on a distant hill

When a smile danced by it was then that I

Saw heaven in a pair of wooden shoes

In an old Dutch garden where the tulips grow

That’s when first I whispered that I love you so

For my heart was blue till I gave it to

An angel in a pair of wooden shoes

Then one sad day

When summer meets September

I sailed away from a thrill I will remember

In an old Dutch garden by an old Dutch mill

Every day I pray that you are waiting still

For my heart will yearn until I return

To heaven in a pair of wooden shoes!