Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe,

Sailed on a river of crystal light

Into a sea of dew.

"Where are you going, what do you wish ?"

The old moon asked the tree.

"We have come to fish for the herring fish

That live in this beutiful sea,

Nets of silver and gold have we,"

Said Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.



The old moon laughed and he sang a saong

Asd they rocked in the wooden shoe

And the wind that sped them all night long

Ruffled the waves of dew.

The little stars werfe the herring fish

That lived in the beautiful sea.

"Now cast your nets wherver you wish

For never afeared are we,"

So cried the sdtars tioo the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.



All night long their nets they threw

For the fish in the twinkling foam.

Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe

Bringing the fishermen homer.

'Twas all so prettty a sail it seemed

As if it could not be

And some folks thought 'twas a dream they dreamed

Of sailing that beautiful sea

But I shall name you the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod.



Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes

And Nod is a little head.

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

Is a wee one's trunble bed.

So close your eyes while mother sings

Of wonderful sights that be

And you shall see the beautiful things

As you rocvk in the misty sea

As the old moon rocked the fishermen three:

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod