Текст (слова) песни: Marty Robbins - Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me
I can`t forget the day that I was born Was on a cold and frosty winter`s morn` The doctor said I was a chubby chap But when the nurse, she took me on her lap She washed me all over I re-member And after powder-puffin` me, you see She laid me in the cradle by the window In The Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me.
When I began to crawl it was a sight I used to frighten mom from morn` til night There`s no mistake I was a lttle curse `Cause when my daddy, he came home from work Every night he would say; "Where`s Little Sam got?" As down the kitchen, happy as could be They used to find me scrapin` out the jam pot In The Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me.
The first day that I wore my Knickerbocks I felt so funny after wearin` smocks I looked a little picture, they did say But when they let me out to run and play Well, I didn`t like the britches I was wearin` And in the street I took `em off, you see I started walkin` home so bold and darin` In The Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me.
Last year when I was on my holiday Upon the briny ocean I did gaze The water looked so nice I thought I`d go To have a swim, but, in a minute, oh All the girls along the beach at me were starin` And some were takin` pictures, I could see Was a good thing for me that I was wearin` The Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me.
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