Little Red Shoes
Bill Monroe Lyrics


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Now, come and bathe my forehead, Mother
For I'm growing very weak
Let one drop of water, Mother,
Fall upon my burning cheek

Go and tell my little playmates
That I never more will play
Give them all my toys, but Mother,
Put my little shoes away

You will do this won't you Mother?
Please remember what I say
Give them all my toys, but Mother,
Put my little shoes away

Santa Claus he brought them to me
With a lot of other things
And I thought he brought an angel
With a pair of golden wings

Soon the baby will be larger
And they'll fit his little feet
Won't he look so nice and funny
As he walks upon the street

You will do this won't you Mother?
Please remember what I say




Give them all my toys, but Mother,
Put my little shoes away

Overall Meaning

The song "Little Red Shoes" by Bill Monroe and the Bluegrass Boys is a heart-wrenching ballad about a sick child who is on the verge of death. The lyrics describe the child's request to have their forehead bathed and to feel the relief of a drop of water cooling their burning cheek. The child then asks their mother to inform their playmates that they will no longer be able to join in their playing, and to give away all their toys, except for one thing, their little red shoes. The child's perception of the shoes, gifted by Santa Claus, is that they are angelic with their golden wings. The child requests that their shoes be put away in storage until they fit the feet of a new baby that is to come.


The poignant melody of the song lends itself to the raw emotions of the lyrics and grips listeners with a sense of sadness and loss. The child's acceptance of their fate and their desire to pass on their treasured red shoes is a symbolic representation of the transience of life and the hope we carry for the continuation of life with new experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

Now, come and bathe my forehead, Mother
I am dying and want you to comfort me


For I'm growing very weak
My condition is deteriorating


Let one drop of water, Mother,
I am extremely thirsty and just want a few drops of water


Fall upon my burning cheek
My cheeks are hot and inflamed from my fever


Go and tell my little playmates
Inform my friends about my passing


That I never more will play
I will never play with them again


Give them all my toys, but Mother,
Distribute my playthings to my friends, but keep my shoes


Put my little shoes away
Keep my shoes for my baby brother


You will do this won't you Mother?
Please promise me you will take care of this


Please remember what I say
Do not forget my last wishes


Santa Claus he brought them to me
I received these shoes as a gift from Santa Claus


With a lot of other things
I received many other presents besides these shoes


And I thought he brought an angel
These shoes were so special, I thought they were brought by an angel


With a pair of golden wings
I imagined that the shoes had golden wings attached to them


Soon the baby will be larger
My baby brother will grow up soon


And they'll fit his little feet
The shoes will fit my brother when he is older


Won't he look so nice and funny
He will look adorable and amusing


As he walks upon the street
My little brother will walk around town wearing the shoes




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: SAMUEL ALLOYSIUS MITCHELL, CHARLES PRATT

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