Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers (The Crystals)

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. Bayonet's flashing, Music is crashing, As the wooden soldiers march Sabres 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. 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. Bayonet's flashing, music is crashing, As the wooden soldiers march 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