In an old dutch garden by an old dutch mill,
where the moon was dreaming on a distant hill,
when a smile danced by it was then that i saw
heaven in a pair of wooden shoes.
in an old dutch garden where the tulips grow
that's where i first whispered that i love you so
for my heart was blue till i gave it to
an angel in a pair of wooden shoes.
then one sad day when summer meets september
i sailed away from a thrill i will remember,
in an old dutch garden by an old dutch mill
every day i pray that you are waiting still
for my heart will yearn until i return
to heaven in a pair of wooden shoes