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Leon Jessel

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The Parade of the Wooden Soldiers

(La parade Des Soldats De Bois)

Fox-Trot Song

By Leon Jessel, Op. 123

New York: Edward B. Mark Music Co. (1922)

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[Verse 1]
The toyshop door is locked up tight and ev’rything 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, cried ev’ry one.

Hear them all cheering,
Now they are nearing,
There’s the captain still as starch,
Bayonets flashing,
Music is crashing,
As the Wooden soldiers march;
Sabres aclinking, soldiers awinking,
At each pretty little maid.
Here they come! Here they come!
Here they come! Here they come!
Wooden soliders on parade.
Daylight is creeping,
Dollies are sleeping,
In the toyshop window fast;
Soldiers so jolly,
Think of each dolly,
Dreaming of the night that’s past;
When in the morning, without a warning,
Toyman pulls the window shade,
There’s no sign the Wood brigade was ever out upon parade.


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