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Just came into me head after many many years, anyone else remember it as a nipper ?.
Parade of the Wooden Soldiers
There's a state of war on the nursery floor,
But we really don't know what we're fighting for.
There's a foe somewhere 'neath the old armchair,
So we must do and dare.
As we all march by, girls you need not cry,
For you know tin soldiers never never die!
If you see me fall neath a cannon ball,
I get a dent, that's all.
I'm a tin soldier, I'm a tin soldier,
Used to war and battle's din.
Trumpets are sounding, horses are bounding,
Nothing moves my heart of tin.
Over the border waiting the order, see a gunner holds the string.
Hark, there's a trumpeter tan tura tan tura!
Ready now he's going to fire! Bing!
Twas a well aimed shell and my comrades fell,
But you'll notice I'm still looking very well.
Victory's in sight, but they've stopped the fight!
Someone's calling, tis the Colonel's bedtime...so.....
Goodnight!
Parade of the Wooden Soldiers
There's a state of war on the nursery floor,
But we really don't know what we're fighting for.
There's a foe somewhere 'neath the old armchair,
So we must do and dare.
As we all march by, girls you need not cry,
For you know tin soldiers never never die!
If you see me fall neath a cannon ball,
I get a dent, that's all.
I'm a tin soldier, I'm a tin soldier,
Used to war and battle's din.
Trumpets are sounding, horses are bounding,
Nothing moves my heart of tin.
Over the border waiting the order, see a gunner holds the string.
Hark, there's a trumpeter tan tura tan tura!
Ready now he's going to fire! Bing!
Twas a well aimed shell and my comrades fell,
But you'll notice I'm still looking very well.
Victory's in sight, but they've stopped the fight!
Someone's calling, tis the Colonel's bedtime...so.....
Goodnight!
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