Christmas Shoes

It was almost Christ­mas time,
There I stood in another line
Tryin’ to buy that last gift or two,
Not really in the Christ­mas mood
Stand­ing right in front of me was
A lit­tle boy wait­ing anx­iously
Pac­ing ’round like lit­tle boys do
And in his hands he held a pair of shoes

His clothes were worn and old,
He was dirty from head to toe
And when it came his time to pay
I couldn’t believe what I heard him say

Sir, I want to buy these shoes
For my Mama, please
It’s Christ­mas Eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir,
Daddy says there’s not much time
You see she’s been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beau­ti­ful
If Mama meets Jesus tonight

He counted pen­nies for what seemed like years
Then the cashier said, “Son, there’s not enough here“
He searched his pock­ets fran­ti­cally
Then he turned and he looked at me
He said Mama made Christ­mas good at our house
Though most years she just did with­out
Tell me Sir, what am I going to do
Some­how I’ve got to buy her these Christ­mas shoes

So I laid the money down,
I just had to help him out
I’ll never for­get the look on his face when
He said Mama’s gonna look so great

Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It’s Christ­mas Eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir,
Daddy says there’s not much time
You see she’s been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beau­ti­ful
If Mama meets Jesus tonight

I knew I’d caught a glimpse of heaven’s love
As he thanked me and ran out
I knew that God had sent that lit­tle boy
To remind me just what Christ­mas is all about