Put My Little Shoes Away - Billie Joe Armstrong, Norah Jones

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 leave you mother darling

And remember what I say

Do this won’t you please dear mother

Put my little shoes away

Santa Claus he brought them to me

With a lot of other things

I believe he brought an Angel

With a pair of golden wings

Tell my loving little playmates

That I never more will play

Give them all my toys but mother

Put my little shoes away

I’m going away to leave you mother darling

And remember what I say

Do this won’t you please dear mother

Put my little shoes away