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