My Mothers Old Slipper - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MY MOTHERS OLD SLIPPER Copyright, 1887, by Frank P. Anderson. 
How well I remember the days of my childhood, Its joys and deep sorrows, its pleasures and fears; But nothing e'er left a more lasting impression, Than mother's old slipper-its horrors and tears. 
Chorus. My mother's old slipper, the terrible slipper. That loose fitting slipper my mother did wear; When ever I think of the days of my childhood. My mother's old slipper is sure to be there. 
I have met with disaster, and braved many dangers. Been threatened with extermination and death; Have been shipwrecked and left on a desolate island, But mother's old slipper! the thought takes my breath!- Chorus. 
I ne'er can forget her sweet smiles and caresses, Her warm loving kisses and tenderly care; How often she'd cheer me with kind words of comfort, But mother's old slipper still raises my hair.-Chorus. 
If I should displease her, be cross or unruly. Grow sulky or careless, refuse to obey; 'Twos but for a moment-I knew what was coming-My mother's old slipper soon carried the day.-Chorus. 
I have studied at school, and have struggled to master My lessons, in fact, I was called rather bright; But as to real smartness, without hesitation, My mother's old slipper produced it at at sight.-Chorus. 
If I stood at the table while eating my dinner, And sister should whisper: "Sit down, Charlie, pray!" I would give such a look of complete desolation, "My mother's old slipper," was all I could say.-Chorus.