Ooh, ah
Winken, Blinken, Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe
Off on a river of crystal light
Into a sea of dew
Oh, where are you going and what do you wish?
The old Moon asked the three
We're going fishing for herring fish
That live in the beautiful sea
Nets of silver and gold have we
Said Winken, Blinken, 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
'Twas all so pretty a sight to see
As if it could not be
And some folks thought it a dream they dreamed
Sailing the beautiful sea
But I will name you the fishermen three
Winken, Blinken, Nod
Ooh, ah
Winken and Blinken are two little eyes
Nod is a little head
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is the wee one's trundle bed
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of the wonderful sights that be
And you shall see all the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three
Winken, Blinken, Nod
Ooh, ooh
