Baby Shoes - Children
Imagine the love Of a child for his toys, The love of a bird For it's mate, Imagine the love Of a miser for gold, Then imagine a love Twice as great. If you multiply each love A million times more, It won't be half the love That a mother has for: Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes. Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes. Alone in the attic She fondles those shoes, And wonders Where her boy has gone, And over his shoes She is saying a pray'r, That the good Lord Will keep him from harm. In her heart There is gladness, Tho' her eyes are wet, Because Mother remembers, Tho' you may forget: Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes. Baby shoes, baby shoes, Mother will never forget them, You have forgotten When your feet were bare, Mother remembers, She still has a pair Of baby shoes, baby shoes, To keep them, The world she'd refuse. If she had to choose, Her life she would lose, Before she'd part with her Baby's shoes.
Artist: Children
Title: Baby Shoes