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 darling, before bed Pack them full of cotton and cover your head For it won't be a nice thing that you'll hear If Little William crawls into your ear