[Titel]
Little Tin Soldier
[Interpret]
Donovan
[Vorspiel]

[Kapo]

[Refrain]

[Bridge]

[Text]
<G>Once in a town in the b<em>lack forest a l<C>ittle white toy-shop s<D7>tood,
and a l<G>ittle tin soldier with o<em>nly one leg l<C>ived in a castle of w<D>ood.
And a<C>cross the room on an<D>other shelf stood a l<C>ittle glass c<D>ase,
and a t<G>iny ballerina l<em>ived in there <C>- all in her dress of l<D7>ace.

And f<C>rom where the little tin s<D>oldier stood,
they could s<C>ee each other so c<D7>lear.
And the l<G>ittle tin soldier watched o<em>ver her,
<C> with a love that was so d<D7>ear.

<gm>Then one day s<hm>adness came: the t<gm>iny ballerina was s<hm>old.
The l<gm>ittle tin soldier was thrown away, and <hm>into the gutter he r<em>olled.
The <am>water carried h<em>im to the sea and m<am>any far-off l<em>ands,
<am>he made many ch<em>ildren happy as he p<am>assed through their tiny h<em>ands.

And t<G>hen one day they <em>met again in a h<G>ouse in the land of <em>Eire.
And when the c<G>lock on the wall struck the m<em>idnight hour,
they j<C>umped in<am>to a f<D7>ire.
And <G>in that fire t<em>hey shall stay, for<G>ever and a <em>day,
for the f<G>ire, Lord, is the f<em>ire of love, just l<C>ike the p<am>eaceful d<D7>awn.
[Nachspiel]

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Bauhaus Md BT
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Bauhaus Lt BT
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Arial
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Arial
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