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Winken, Blinken and Nod one night
Sailed off on a wooden shoe
of 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
Were going fishing for the Herring fish
That live in the beautiful sea
And some silver and gold have we
Said, Winken and Blinken 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
Twas all so pretty a sight to seem
As if it could not be
And some folks thought twas a dream
They dreamed of sailing the beautiful sea
But I will name you the fishermen three
Winken, Blinken, Nod
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Winken and Blinken are two little eyes
And Nod is a little head
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee ones 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 moon rocked the fishermen three
Winken and Blinken and Nod