Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers

The toy shop door is locked up
tight
And everything is quiet for the
night
When suddenly
the clock strikes twelve
The fun's begun
The dolls are in their best
arrayed
There's going to be a wonderful
parade
Hark to the drum
Oh here they come cries everyone
Hear them all cheering now they
are nearing
There's the captain stiff as
starch
Bayonet's flashing
music is crashing
As the wooden soldiers march
Sabers a clinking soldiers
a winking
At each pretty little maid
Here they come here they come
Here they come here they come
Wooden soldiers on parade