who looks like a tulip on every bright day,

as he works in the meadow and pitches the hay,

in his pretty red cap and his waist-coat so gay?

little wooden shoes.

who looks like a daffy-down-dilly so fair,

with a pretty white cap on her neat yellow hair,

and the bright orange gown it delights her to wear?

little wooden shoes.

can you guess who these “wooden shoes” really are,

in the land of the windmills, so quaint and so far?

now listen, and i’ll tell you just who they are,

katrina and jan!