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It's been a long day,
It's now time to close,
Put the shutters down,
Walk wearily home.
Climb up the
stairs,
And fall into dreaming,
That toys often play,
In the magical night.
Midnight, and there's no-one about,
You can hear a pin drop,
Or the scurry of a
mouse.
Toyshop, and the toys come alive,
As the golliwogs dance,
In the Doll's house tonight.
And the ballerina
Dances
For the soldier.
And the little rag
doll
Waltzes
With the puppet.
The morning star rise,
Begins a new day.
Sleepily the toys
Must now cease their play.
Climb onto shelves,
And fall into dreaming,
All
as it was,
Until tonight.
Midnight, and there's no-one about,
You can hear a pin drop,
Or the scurry of a mouse.
Toyshop, and the toys come alive,
As the golliwogs
dance,
In the Doll's house tonight.
And the ballerina
Dances
For the soldier.
And the little rag doll
Waltzes
With the puppet.
Go to sleep my little
darlings,
Go to sleep until the end of the day,
Go to sleep my little darlings,
Go to sleep until you reach the end of the day.
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