He minds me o' the happy times I spent when I was wee.
When Wullie starts the day afresh, he's fu' o' wild ideas,
The hobbed-nail boots and hair spiked oot, he dons his dungarees.
Then from his pail he saunters tae view the world anew,
Tae meet Fat Bob and Soutar Tam and maybe Wee Eck too.
