Wee Willie Winkie

Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Up stairs and down stairs in his night-gown,
Tapping at the window, crying at the lock,
"Are all the children in their bed, it's past eight o'clock?"

"Hey, Willie Winkie, are you coming in?
The cat is singing purring sounds to the sleeping hen,
The dog's spread out upon the floor, and doesn't give a cheep,
But here's a wakeful little boy who will not go to sleep!"

Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Up stairs and down stairs in his night-gown,
Tapping at the window, crying at the lock,
"Are all the children in their bed, it's past eight o'clock?"