Little toy-tin-soldier, red-haired like a fox,
you´re a lonesome guard there in your sentry-box.
Guarding bravely, the dreams of childhood,
little toy-tin-soldier in your tiny box.

The first time I saw you on a happy Christmas day,
and I thought of nothing else, with you I just did play.
And at bedtime, you were on guard there, how I was gay.

Little toy-tin-soldier, red-haired like a fox,
you´re a lonesome guard there in your sentry-box.
Guarding bravely, the dreams of childhood,
little toy-tin-soldier in your tiny box.

The time passed by, you were my friend as I did grow,
you were there when I had grieves and helped when I was low.
But those blissful and happy hours, are long ago.

Little toy-tin-soldier, red-haired like a fox,
you´re a lonesome guard there in your sentry-box.
Guarding bravely, the dreams of childhood,
little toy-tin-soldier in your tiny box.

Little toy-tin-soldier, red-haired like a fox,
you´re a lonesome guard there in your sentry-box.
Guarding bravely, the dreams of childhood,
little toy-tin-soldier in your tiny box.
Little toy-tin-soldier in your tiny box.