Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his night gown;
Tapping at the windows, crying at the lock,
"Are the children in their beds, for it's now ten o'clock?"
Upstairs and downstairs in his night gown;
Tapping at the windows, crying at the lock,
"Are the children in their beds, for it's now ten o'clock?"