Oh my golden slippers that I laid away
Cause I don't expect to wear them
My long tail coat that I lost so well
I'll be wearing the child in the morning
And my long white bow that
cause it's mid -spring soon
The old bale horse that I used to drive
I will hitch him to the chariot in the morning
My brother is old, them golden slippers
Old, them golden slippers
Golden slippers I'm going to wear
Because they look so neat
My brother is old, them golden slippers
Oh, them golden slippers,
Well, my old banjo hangs on the wall
Ain't been tuned since way last fall
The folks all say we'll have a good time
When we ride up in the chariot
There's a brother with Ben
They will telegraph the news
What a great camp meeting
When we ride up in the chariot
My brother is oh, them golden slippers
Golden slippers I'm going to wear
Because they look so neat
My brother is oh, them golden slippers
Golden slippers I'm going to wear
Walk down the golden street
So it's goodbye children,
Where the rain don't boil,
where you will not need rain
You'll ride up in a chariot in the morning
Your age must be just sweet sixteen
And your white kid gloves
Golden slippers I'm going to wear
Because they look so neat
Oh, them golden slippers,
walk down the golden street.