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