Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Wapping at the window and crying through the lock,
Are all the children in their bed, but now it's eight o'clock?
Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie
Wee Willie Winkie

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