Every evening just about seven
They come round the room without fail
They are such a lively eleven
All are ready without a delay
Every evening around seven
They play and frolic
Having just a whale of a time
Singing merrily, merrily, merrily
Happy in their nursery
Then when the bedtime arrives
They all crawl into bed side by side
Dreaming happily until the morn
Of all the rag dolls of the world