**Verse 1** (Original opening) 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, and what do you wish?” The old moon asked the three. “We have come to fish for the herring-fish That live in this beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we!” Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. **Chorus** (Repeated throughout) Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, Sailing the sea of dreams, Rocking so gently in their wooden shoe Under the moon’s soft beams. Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, Drifting where starlights gleam, Catching the herring-fish one by one In the silvery, misty stream. **Verse 2** (Original continuation, slightly adapted) The old moon laughed and sang a song As they rocked in the wooden shoe, And the wind that sped them all night long Ruffled the waves of dew. The little stars were the herring-fish That lived in the beautiful sea; “Now cast your nets wherever you wish— Never afraid are we!” So cried the stars to the fishermen three: Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. **Chorus** **Verse 3** (New extra verse – the fishing adventure) They dipped their nets of silver and gold Into the twinkling tide, And pulled up stars both bright and bold That sparkled at their side. The moonbeams danced like fireflies bright, The waves sang soft and low, And all through the calm and silvery night Their little boat did go. Fishing for dreams in the pale moonlight, Went Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. **Chorus** **Verse 4** (New extra verse – deeper into dreamland) They sailed past clouds of cotton white And islands made of foam, Where sleepy winds whispered goodnight And called the dreamers home. The herring-fish swam in schools of light, A thousand twinkling eyes, Till the wooden shoe grew tired of flight And rocked beneath the skies. Safe in their nets of wonder bright, Slept Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. **Chorus** (softer, slower) **Verse 5** (Original closing, with added gentle repeat) 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 shut your eyes while Mother sings Of the beautiful sights that be, And you shall see the wonderful things As you sail the sea with me. Back to the shore on silver wings, Come Wynken, Blynken, And Nod. **Final Chorus** (soft and fading) Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, Sailing the sea of dreams… Rocking so gently… under the moon’s soft beams… Wynken… Blynken… and Nod.
