Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me — текст песни (Marty Robbins)

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.