They say it was a rock the children found
From under it they heard an evil sound
The day when Little William popped his head out of the ground
The day when Little William came to town

They say he wasn’t taller than a nail
A sickly little boy, poor will was frail
And Little William hated all the children for their size
So Little William filled their heads with lies

So plug your ears, my darlings, before bed
Pack them full of cotton and cover head
For it won’t be a nice thing that you hear
If Little William crawls into your ear