Retro Lyrics

 

GOLDEN SLIPPERS

 

Oh my golden slippers are laid away

'Cause I don't 'spect to wear 'em 'til my wedding day

And my long tall coat that I love so well

I will wear up in the chariot in the morn

And my long white robe that I bought last June

I'm gonna get changed 'cause it fits too soon

And the old grey horse that I used to drive

I will hitch him to the chariot in the morn

 

Oh them golden slippers oh them golden slippers

Golden slippers I'm gonna wear because they look so neat

Oh them golden slippers oh them golden slippers

Golden slippers I'm a gonna wear to walk the golden street

 

Oh my ol' banjo hangs on the wall

'Cause it ain't been tuned since way last fall

But the folks all say we'll have a good time

When we ride up in the chariot in the morn

There's old brother Ben and his sister Luce

They will telegraph the news to uncle Bacco Juice

What a great camp meeting there will be that day

When we ride up in the chariot in the morn

 

So its goodbye children I will have to go

Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow

And your ulster coat why you will not need

When you ride up in the chariot in the morn

But your golden slippers must be nice and clean

And your age must be just sweet sixteen

And your white kid gloves you will have to wear

When you ride up in the chariot in the morn

 


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