OH, DEM GOLDEN SLIPPERS

Thanks to several of our readers, we now have the words to the song, “O, Dem Golden Slippers.” Ms. Sanders adds, “My great-grandmother played this song on the fiddle yeas ago, “I’m 74 and still love it.” My old friend Patsy Baughman (CCHS, class of ’52) sent the words and music.

 

Oh, Dem Golden Slippers

 

Chorus:
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I’se gwine to wear,
Bekase they look so neat.
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I’se gwine to wear,
To walk de golden street.
Oh, my golden slippers
Are laid away,
‘Cause I don’t ‘spect to wear ’em
Till my wedding day
And my long-tailed 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 gray horse
That I used to drive,
I will hitch him
To the chariot in the morn.

 

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
An’ his sister Luce,
They will telegraph the news
To Uncle BaccoJuice
What a great camp meetin’
There will be that day
When we ride up
In the chariot in the morn.

 

So it’s good-bye children,
I will have to go,
Where the rain don’t fall
And the wind don’t blow
And your ulster coats, why,
You’ll 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.

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