Wee Willie Winkie

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Richard Rodney Bennett - Pop

Wee Willie Winkie

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Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown Rapping at the window, crying at the lock Are the children in bed, for it's now ten o'clock Hey, Willie Winkie, are you coming in? The cat's singing quiet songs to the sleeping hen The dog's sprawled across the floor, and doesn't give a cheep But here's a wakeful laddie that will not fall asleep Anything but sleep you rogue! Glowering like the moon Rattling in an iron mug with an iron spoon Rumbling, tumbling roundabout, crowing like a cock Squealing like I don't know what, waking sleeping folk Hey, Willie Winkie, the child's in a creel Scrambling off his mother's knee like a very eel Tugging at the cat's еar and spoiling all her dreams Hey, Williе Winkie see, here he comes! Weary is the mother that has a wakeful bairn A wee wilful mischief that can't be left alone That battles every night with sleep before he'll close an eye But a kiss from off his rosy lips gives strength anew to me

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Writers
  • Richard Rodney Bennett
  • William Miller