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 window   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?"   As down the kitchen, happy as could be   They used to find me 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.