Parade of the Wooden Soldiers

Parade of the Wooden Soldiers - Larry Clinton/Ford Leary

Written by：Leon Jessel/Ballard MacDonald

All the toy shop door is locked up tight

And everything was quiet for the night

When suddenly the clock strikes one

The fun's begun

The dolls are in their best arrayed

There's going to be a wonderful parade

Hark to the drum now here they come

Come on 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

The wooden soldiers on parade

Daylight is creeping dollies are sleeping

In the toy shop window fast

Soldiers so jolly think of each dolly

Dreaming of the night that's past

When in the morning without a warning

Toy man pulls the window shade

There's no sign the wood brigade

Was ever out upon parade

There's no sign the wood brigade

Was ever out upon parade