Toyland / March of the Wooden Soldiers is a song that first debuted in the Happy Holidays 2002 showtape.
Lyrics[]
Toyland, toyland
Little girl and boy land
While you dwell within it
You are ever happy there.
Childhood's joy land
Mystic merry toyland
Once you pass its borders
You can ne'er return again.
The toy shop door, is locked up tight.
And everything is quiet for the night.
When suddenly, the clock strikes twelve.
The fun's be-gun
The dolls are in their best arrayed.
There's going to be a wonderful parade.
Hark to the drum!
Oh, here they come!
Cries ev-ery-one
Hear them all cheering!
Now they are nearing.
There's the captain stiff as starch.
Bayonet's flashing
Music is crashing.
As the wooden soldier's march
Sabers a-clinking
Soldiers a-winking
At each pretty little maid
Here they come, here they come. (Others: Here they come, here they come)
Wooden soldiers 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.
Toyland, toyland
Little girl and boy land
While you dwell within it
You are ever happy there.
Childhood's joy land
Mystic merry toyland
Once you pass its borders
You can ne'er return again.
