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THE TOYMAKER'S DREAM (Ernie Golden) Vaughn DeLeath - 1929 B. A. Rolfe & His Lucky Strike Orch. - 1929 Jack Hylton & His Orch. (vocal: Sam Browne) - 1929 A jolly little workman was making toys all day So children could be happy when they were all at play One night when all was quiet, his daily work was done In the shadows deep he fell fast asleep as the toys woke one by one Though it's just in dreams, still to him it seems that his toys have come to life There's a bugler boy blowing notes of joy and a toy that blows a fife Hear that big bass drum going "rum tum tum" to the sound of tramping feet See the toyman smile as the rank and file come a-marching up the street There's lions, camels, tigers, an elephant or two Just hear that great big rooster sing "cock-a-doo-dle-doo" And dear old Mother Hubbard who found her cupboard bare And Santa Claus who's here because he has some toys to share There's battleships and cruisers and big electric trains The skyway up above him is filled with aeroplanes Right in his little workshop he made them all it's true Attention! Attention! Get ready for review A jolly little workman was making toys all day So children could be happy when they were all at play One night when all was quiet, his daily work was done In the shadows deep he fell fast asleep as the toys woke one by one All the toys play on till the break of dawn, though they're made of wood and clay Ev'ry one is there and they do their share to make whoopee and be gay When the clock strikes five they can't be alive, so they scramble for themselves And the toyman wakes and shivers and shakes as he sees them on the shelves There's lions, camels, tigers, an elephant or two Just hear that great big rooster sing "cock-a-doo-dle-doo" And dear old Mother Hubbard who found her cupboard bare And Santa Claus who's here because he has some toys to share There's battleships and cruisers and big electric trains The skyway up above him is filled with aeroplanes Right in his little workshop he made them all himself Attention! Attention! March back upon the shelf All the toys play on till the break of dawn, Though they're made of wood and clay Ev'ry one is there and they do their share To make whoopee and be gay That Jolly Little Toyman Lay sleeping in his chair And all the toys together Were dancing around him there Until the toy alarm clock let out an awful scream That woke my friend….. And that was the end…… Of the old Toymaker’s Dream. (Contributed by Mel - September 2007)

    


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