Thursday, November 10, 2011

Oh Dem Golden Slippers

This was a jovial song my Mom liked a lot and she'd walk around the house singing it till we all caught the bug and joined her. It was an easy song to remember because it only had two main chorus lines lol.
I got the lyrics at this web site.
Oh, my golden slippers am alaid away,
Kase I don’t ’spect to wear ’em till my weddin’day,
And my long tail’d coat, dat I loved so well,
I will wear up in de chariot in de morn;
And my long white robe dat I boought last June,
I’m gwine to git changed kase it fits too soon,
And de ole gray hoss dat I used to drive,
I will hitch him to de chariot in de morn.
Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I’m gwine to wear, bekase dey look so neat;
Oh, dem golden slippers! Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers Ise gwine to wear, to walk de golden street.

Oh my ole banjo hangs on de wall,
Kase it ain’t been tuned since way last fall,
But de darks all say we will hab a good time,
When we ride up in de chariot in de morn;
Dar’s ole Brudder Ben and Sister Luce,
Dey will telegraph de news to Uncle Bacco Juice,
What a great camp meetin’ dere will be dat day,
When we ride up in de chariot in de morn.

So, it’s good-bye, chidren, I will have to go,
Whar de rain don’t fall or de Wind don’t blow,
And yer ulster coats, why, yer will not need,
When yer ride up in de chariot in de morn;
But yer golden slippers must be nice and clean,
And yer age must be just sweet sixteen,
And yer white kid gloves yer will have to wear,
When yer ride up in de chariot in de morn.

When my Mom reposed, she was sweet sixteen in her heart.
She always loved golden slippers, music, singing and dancing.

I remember her dressing up to go to bed each night.
She would put on a nice neglige, fix her hair and make up.
Special care was taken with her lipstick.

I'd ask her why she did this every night when other people washed their faces, curled their hair and put creme on . lol
Her answer would be, that if she died during the night, she didn't want people to find her in disarray.
I could never understand how she could sleep at night thinking she might not wake up.
During the day she would curl her hair, creme her face and wear shorts to do house work.
After everything was done, she again adorned herself. I asked her what would she do if she died during the day in her curlers and without her lipstick lol.
She said she would feel it before it happened unlike at night, when she was deep asleep.
That was my Mom. When I was old enough, I took over doing her hair.
She was lucky cause I gave her good perms and knew how to style her hair the way she liked it.

I haven't heard this song in a long time so I thought I'd put it into my blog in her memory.

Funny how things pop up into your brain.


Here's something interesting.

I was at a deck party awhile back, and the bugs were having a ball
biting everyone. A man at the party sprayed the lawn and deck floor
with Listerine, and the little demons disappeared. The next year I
filled a 4-ounce spray bottle and used it around my seat whenever I
saw mosquitoes. And voila! That worked as well. It worked at a
picnic where we sprayed the area around the food table, the
children's swing area, and the standing water nearby.


George said...

Thanks for sharing these memories of your Mother and the song, which I remember very well. Thanks, too, for the Listerine tip.

Mama Zen said...

Listerine, huh? I'll have to try that!

A Lady's Life said...

welcome George.

A Lady's Life said...

Hope it works for you mama zen