Wolves asleep amidst the trees
Bats all aswayin' in the breeze
But one soul lies anxious, wide awake
Fearin' all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths
For your dolly, polly sleep has flown
Don't dare let tremble alone
For the witcher heartless cold, paid in coin of gold [bad word]  he'll go, leave naught behind but heartache alone
Dee dee oh!

Brids are silent for the night
Cows turn in as daylight dies
But one soul lies anxious, wide awake
Fearin' all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths
My dear dolly, polly shut your eyes
Lie still, lie silent until no cries
As the witcher brave and bold, paid in coin of gold

He'll chop and slice you, gut and dice you, eat you up whole!