Little Shirt My Mother Made For Me

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 fender
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?"
And down in the cupboard I would be
Busy 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.