Papa Niccolini (The Happy Cobbler) Songtext
von Glenn Miller

He can mend any tattered shoe, Papa Niccolini
He′s your friend anytime you're blue, Papa Niccolini
People send all their troubles to Papa Niccolini
′Cause he trades all their old dreams for new

Children stop at his little shop looking for a penny
Though he's poor still you may be sure he has given many
And I'm told with his heart of gold Papa Niccolini
Will make all of your daydreams come true

Monday, right up ′til Sunday
He′s patting and mending old shoes
From Monday right up 'til Sunday
He′ll mend all your heartaches and blues

Texas, Texas, what do you walk that way?


My shoes need fixing
Ain't got the dough to pay
You should see old Papa Niccolini
If that′s the way you feel
Papa Niccolini knows what to do with a heel

Can he mend any tattered shoe, Papa Niccolini?
He's your friend anytime you′re blue, Papa Niccolini
Then I'll send all my troubles to Papa Niccolini
'Cause he trades all your old dreams for new

Children stop at his little shop lookin′ for a penny
Though he′s poor still you may be sure he has given many
And I'm told with his heart of gold Papa Niccolini
Will make all of your daydreams come true

Patching and mending
Mending and patching
Works from Monday right through Sunday
Who′s that?
Papa Niccolini!