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Oh, my golden slippers am laid away
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'Cause I don't spect to wear 'em til my wedding day
 
And my long tailed coat, that I love so well
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I will wear up in the chariot in the morn.

And my long white robe that I bought last June
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I'm goin' to get changed 'cause it fits too soon

And the old grey hoss that I used to drive
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I will hitch him to the chariot in the morn.

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Oh, dem golden slippers
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Oh, dem golden slippers
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Golden slippers I'se goin' to wear
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Because they look so neat.
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Oh, dem golden slippers
Gm
Oh, dem golden slippers
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Golden slippers I'se goin' to wear
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To walk the golden street.

2.Oh, my old banjo hangs on the wall
'Cause it ain't been tuned since way last fall
But the darks all say we'll have a good time
When we ride up in the chariot in the morn.
There's ol' brother Ben and his sister, Luce
They will telegraph the news to uncle Bacco Juice
What a great camp meetin' there will be that day
When we ride up in the chariot in the morn.

3.So, it's good-bye, children I will have to go
Where the rain don't fall and the wind don't blow
And yer ulster coats, why, you will not need
When you ride up in the chariot in the morn.
But yer golden slippers must be nice and clean
And yer age must be just sweet sixteen
And yer white kid gloves you will have to wear
When you ride up in the chariot in the morn.