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 remember

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