Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Parade of the Wooden Soldiers, artist - Phil Spector. Album song A Christmas Gift, in the genre
Date of issue: 23.12.2020
Record label: Bomerang
Song language: English
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. |
Bayonets flashing, |
Music is crashing, |
As the wooden soldiers march. |
Sabers are clinking, |
Soldiers are winking, |
At each pretty little maid. |
Here they come, |
Here they come, |
Here they come, |
Here they come, |
Wooden soldiers on parade. |
Interlude |
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. |
Bayonets flashing, |
Music is crashing, |
As the wooden soldiers march. |
Hear them all cheering, |
Now they are nearing, |
There’s the captain stiff as starch. |
Bayonets flashing, |
Music is crashing, |
As the wooden soldiers march. |