Soldier ​H​ANSON

Can I hear the story about the one legged soldier please
And can you tell me the story of the soldier please
One more time or I'll knock your nose off

Not so long ago in a toy room not so far away
Lived a boy who had so many toys
And he didn't know what to do with them all
With them all, with them all
Well his favorite of all the toys were the tin soldiers, the tin soldiers
And the one that he loved the most was the one with the missing leg
At night the toys would come alive or that's how the story is told
And there they met the soldier with the missing leg
And the ballerina with the heart of gold
At night they would share each others dreams
Under the stars shining bright
But they were too shy to speak of love, to speak of love

One day the boy sat them on the windowsill
To watch for the enemy coming over the hill
But when the wind blew it knocked him into the street
And the boys from the town they said

Won't you look at the one legged soldier
Let's stick him in a boat and send him far away
'Cause I can't find a use for a soldier with a missing leg