There Stands a Little Man

There stands a little man in the wood alone,
He wears a little mantle of velvet brown.
Say, who can the mankin be,
Standing there beneath the tree,
with the little mantle of velvet brown?
His hair is all of gold, and his cheeks are red,
he wears a little black cap upon his head.
Say, who can the mankin be,
standing there so silently,
with the little black cap upon his head?
With the little black cap upon his head!