When I heard there was a group of barefoot nuns called the Poor Clares, I thought it was charming, and a good song title.
Lyrics
Poor Clare where's your shoes
Such a simple life you choose
Poor Clare where's your shoes
Everything you touch you loose
Gather straw gather wheat
Something bitter something sweet
Gather straw gather wheat
Something to put on your feet
Poor Clare where's your sheep
They've wandered while you're asleep
Poor Clare where's your sheep
How you going to earn your keep
Ou sont tes souliers
Where's your shoes
Ou sont tes souliers
Et bonne nuit
