Three little owlets
In a hollow tree,
Cuddled up together
Close as could be,

When the moon shone out
And the dew lay wet
Mother flew about
To see what she could get

She caught a little mouse
So velvety and soft,
She caught a little sparrow,
And then she flew aloft

To the three little owlets
In a hollow tree,
Cuddled up together
Close as could be,

"Tu-whoo," said the old owl
"Isn't this good cheer?"
"Tu-whit," said the owlets.
"Thank you, mother dear,
Tu-whit, tu-whit, tu-whit, tu-whit,
Tu-whoo."