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In the land of tin men, a little tin soldier he was made
Now painted red and blue in a wooden box he was laid

Was then given to a child, he was happy as could be
Thinking of all the other toys that he would get to see

Every night in the little boy's bed, next to him he lay
Guarding him against all evil until the next light of day

Everywhere the little boy went, the tin soldier went too
The little boy proud of his soldier’s uniform of red and blue

He always sat at the end of the table whilst his master ate
Telling all the other little boys the tin soldier was his mate

They all gathered around to see his uniform of red and blue
But they all laughed and said “mines a better one than you”

So it was to be that the fight began, in the sandpit it grew
All the little tin men fighting the soldier dressed in red and blue

Then the fight was over, and the little tin soldier he had lost
He had paid a heavy price, with his arm, and leg the cost

The little boy of his tin soldier, he was so ashamed
The battle was lost, and the tin soldier was to blame

The little boy left him there, and went inside to cry
The little tin soldier only wished that he could die

Many weeks passed the tin soldier in the sandpit he was laid
The bright colours of his uniform had now began to fade

The tin soldier wasn’t happy, for he had put up such a fight
When he saw a shadow coming towards him, in the night

It was the little boy, who had come looking for his mate
The little tin soldier forgetting what could have been his fate 

The little boy then hugged his tin soldier with all of his might
How could he not love the little tin soldier who had put up such a fight

In the land of tin men, a little tin soldier he was made
Now painted red and blue in a wooden box he was laid . . .

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