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Oh, my name is What-cha-ma-call me and me father’s was as well
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Of a little game he taught me and the story I will tell
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With lots of little souldiers and as sure’s the day would come
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I sent them into battle at the beating of a drum
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I put them up on a table and I marched them all around
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I battered em with me cannon balls and watched em falling down
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I’d lots of little crosses which I laid upon the dead
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And I patched up all the wounded ones and sent them off to bed
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When I went ‘round the neighbors for a nickel or a dime
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To buy some little soldiers just to pass away the time
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They were always very kindly in supplying me with guns
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And some of them even let me play at soldiers with their sons
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I put them up on a table and I marched them all around
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I battered em with me cannon balls and watched em falling down
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I’d lots of little crosses which I laid upon the dead
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And I patched up all the wounded ones and sent them off to bed
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Whenever I went to the shop to buy me guns and tanks
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The man there always smiled, patted me on the head and whispered “thanks, if it wasn’t for you soldier game
I
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don’t know what I’d do, well ya keep me business busy son, so here’s an extra few”
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I put the up on a table and I marched them all around
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I battered em with me cannon balls and watched em falling down
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I’d lots of little crosses which I laid upon the dead
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And I patched up all the wounded ones and sent them off to bed
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One day I bought some aeroplanes, but this is what I found
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When I sent them into battle to help me soldiers on the ground
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They bombed up every soldier and they proved a terrible flop
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And I had to buy another hundered crosses from the shop
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I put them up on a table and I marched them all around
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I battered em with me cannon balls and watched em falling down
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I’d lots of little crosses which I laid upon the dead
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And I patched up all the wounded ones and sent them off to bed
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I’d very much like to teach this game of soldiers and of guns
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To me fourteen lovely daughters, me seven handsome sons
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The man in the shop gave me a bomb he took it off the shelf
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And he bombed up every soldier, me neighbors and me self
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I put them up on a table and I marched them all around
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I battered em with me cannon balls and watched em falling down
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I’d lots of little crosses which I laid upon the dead
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And I patched up all the wounded ones and sent them off to bed
- 1. Chord Gitar Barry Dransfield - Lots Of Little Soldiers Kunci Dasar - Chords.id
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- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan