HARRY CONNICK, JR. - Parade of the Wooden Soldiers lyrics

rate me

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

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