Who's Going to Shoe Your Pretty Little Foot?

Who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?

Who's gonna glove your hand?

Who's gonna kiss your red ruby lips

When I'm in a far off land?

Who will bind and stitch your wounds?

Who'll see that you don't bleed?

Who will count your every breath

And bring you the care you need?

Who's gonna tend the seeds you sow

All the treasures of this land?

Who's gonna harvest row on row

And bring them to your hand?

What makes a people rich in truth

Is not delusion, greed and hate

But open doors and hearts and minds

They make a country great

Who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?

Who's gonna glove your hand?

Who's gonna kiss your red ruby lips

When I'm in a far off land?