Where are you going Oh Wind of the morning Your slippers are showing And you're still yawning To waken the wee ones To tickle their lashes Breakfast of milkbuns Toy spoons and splashes
Good morning Mister Wind Good morning Mister Wind Where are you going Where are you going
Where are you going So tinily singing Where are you blowing The kiss you are making To ponds to make ripplings To Blow out the matches Lift up the gull wings When the plough scratches
Good morning Mister Wind Good morning Mister Wind Where are you going Where are you going
Good morning Mister Wind Good morning Mister Wind Where are you going Where are you going
Where are you going Oh Wind of the morning Your slippers are showing And you're still yawning To waken the wee ones To tickle their lashes Breakfast of milkbuns Toy spoons and splashes
Good morning Mister Wind Good morning Mister Wind Where are you going Where are you going