Lyrics
"Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, coming from a sack
Carried by a man
Dressed in white and red
Little boy don’t you think it’s time you were in bed
Close your eyes,
Listen to the skies
All is calm, all is well
Soon you’ll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringing old Toy Trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, coming from a sack
Carried by a man
Dressed in white and red
Little boy don’t you think it’s time you were in bed
Close your eyes,
Listen to the skies
All is calm, all is well
Soon you’ll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringing old Toy Trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, coming from a sack
Carried by a man
Dressed in white and red
Little boy don’t you think it’s time you were in bed
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, coming from a sack
Carried by a man
Dressed in white and red
Little boy don’t you think it’s time you were in bed
"
Written by: Roger Miller
