Lyrics:
First verse
Oh my golden slippers am laid away, Kase I don't ‘spect to wear ‘em till myy weddin' day, And my longtail'd coat dat I loved so well, I will wear up in de chariot in de morn; And my long, white robe dat I bought last June, I'm gwine to get changed kase it fits too soon, And de ole grey hoss dat I used to drive, I will hitch him to de chariot in de morn.
Chorus
Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers! Golden slippers I'm gwine to wear, bekase dey look so neat; Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers! Golden slippers Ise gwine to wear, To walk de golden street. Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers! Golden slippers I'm gwine to wear, bekase dey look so neat; Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers! Golden slippers Ise gwine to wear, To walk de golden street.
Second verse
Oh, my ole banjo hangs on de wall, Kase it ain’t been tuned since way last fall, But de darks all say we will hab a good time, When we ride up in de chariot in de morn; Dar’s old Brudder Ben and Sister Luce, Dey will telegraph de news to Uncle Bacco Juice, What a great camp meetin’ der will be dat day, When we ride up in de chariot in de morn.
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