Wynken and Blynken and Nod one night   Sailed off on a wooden shoe   Sailed down a river of crystal light   Into a sea of dew      Now where are you going and what do you wish?   The old moon asked the three   Well, we're going out fishing for herring fish   That live in the beautiful sea      And some silver and gold have we   Said, Wynken and Blynken and Nod      The old moon laughed and sang a song   As they rocked in their wooden shoe   And the wind that sped them all night long   Ruffled the waves of dew      While the little stars were the herring fish   That lived in the beautiful sea   Now cast your nets wherever you wish   Never a feared are we      So sang the stars to the fishermen three   Wynken and Blynken and Nod      All night long their nets they threw   To the stars in the twinkling foam   Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe   Bringing the fishermen home      T'was all so pretty a sight it seemed   As if it could not be   And some folks thought t'was a dream   They dreamed of sailing the beautiful sea      But I shall name you the fishermen three   Wynken and Blynken and Nod      Now 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 trundle bed      So close your eyes while mother sings   Of the beautiful sights that be   And you will see the wonderful things   As you rock in your misty sea      Where the old moon rocked the fishermen three   Wynken and Blynken and Nod