Who Will Shoe Your Pretty Little Foot?

Who's gonna shoe your pretty little feet
Who's gonna glove your hand
Who's gonna kiss your red rosy lips
When I'm in a foreign land?

Papa's gonna shoe your pretty little feet
Mama's gonna glove your hand
Sister's gonna kiss your red rosy cheek
Till I return again.

You know the crow is a coal, coal black
And turns to purple blue
If I ever ever prove false to you
I hope my body melts like dew.

I'll love you till the sea runs dry
And rocks dissolve by the sun
I'll love you till the day I die
And then you'll know I'm done.

Who's gonna shoe your pretty little feet
Who's gonna glove your hand
Who's gonna kiss your red rosy lips
When I'm in a foreign land?...