Phil Spector - Parade of the Wooden Soldiers Lyrics
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Parade of the Wooden Soldiers
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What Are The Lyrics For Parade of the Wooden Soldiers By Phil Spector?
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 Sabers a-clinking Soldiers a-winking At each little pretty 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 Hear them all cheering, now they are nearing, There's the captain stiff as starch. |
Who Wrote Parade of the Wooden Soldiers By Phil Spector?
Ballard Macdonald, Leon Jessel
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What's The Duration Of The Parade of the Wooden Soldiers By Phil Spector?The duration of Parade of the Wooden Soldiers is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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