Christopher Robin

Little boy kneels at the foot of the bed

Droops on his little hands, little gold head

Shh! Whisper, who dares!

Christopher Robin is saying his prayers

God bless mummy, I know that's right

And wasn't it fun in the bath tonight?

The cold's so cold, and the hot's so hot

God bless daddy, I quite forgot

If I open my fingers eyes just a little-bit more

I can see Nanny's dressing-gown on the door

It's a beautiful blue, but it hasn't got a hood

God bless Nanny, and make her good

Mine is a hood, and I lie in bed

And he pulled the hood right over my head

And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small

And nobody knows that I'm there at all

Thank you, God for a lovely day

And what was the other I wanted to say?

I said, "Bless daddy," so what could it be?

Now I remember, God bless me

Little boy kneels at the foot of the bed

Droops on his little hands, little gold head

Sh! Whisper, who dares!

Christopher Robin is saying his prayers