| Close your eyes, beddy bye tin soldier,
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| Mommy says that it’s time for sleep,
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| If my folks were wiser and older,
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| They’d know kids and toys don’t need sleep.
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| Don’t be bad little cotton dolly,
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| See how nice Mickey Mouse sleeps now?
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| Even my brass drummer boy has stopped all his noise,
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| Cause he knows it’s past bedtime for toys.
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| (Speaking)
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| Ya know, every Christmas Santa Claus goes all over the world with his reindeer,
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| sled, and a big bag of toys and he’ll come to your house this year too.
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| But sometimes, just sometimes, he doesn’t have enough time to see every little
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| boy and girl because the world is so big.
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| So maybe we should sing a song for all the children that Santa didn’t visit.
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| Bless the child who has no tin soldier,
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| No brass drummer boy to put to bed.
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| He will still grow wiser and older,
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| Loving one small rag doll instead.
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| He won’t have a cotton dolly,
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| Mickey Mouse won’t come to his house.
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| Hold that rag doll to your heart, nothing can destroy
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| The beauty one shall find in one small toy |