Arr. by J. N. Richards
[MIDI] (sound file) [pdf] (music and lyrics)
Wee Willie Winkie runs thru the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown;
Rapping at the window,
Crying thru the lock:—
Are all the children in their beds?
Now 'tis eight o'clock.
DESCRIPTION
Formation;—Standing in the right aisle with hands on hips.