Here We Come A-Wassailing Songtext
von The Albion Band
Here We Come A-Wassailing Songtext
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green
Here we come a-wandering
So fair to be seen
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year.
We are not daily beggers
That beg from door to door
We are neighbors′ children
That you have seen before
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Call up the butler of this house
Put on his golden ring
Let him bring us up a glass of beer
And better we shall sing
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
We have a little purse
Made of stretching leather skin
A little of your money
Will line it well within
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Bring us out a table
And spread it with a cloth
Bring us out some moldy cheese
And some of your Christmas loaf
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Good master and good mistress
A-sitting by the fire
Pray think of us poor wassailers
A-wandering through the mire
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Among the leaves so green
Here we come a-wandering
So fair to be seen
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year.
We are not daily beggers
That beg from door to door
We are neighbors′ children
That you have seen before
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Call up the butler of this house
Put on his golden ring
Let him bring us up a glass of beer
And better we shall sing
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
We have a little purse
Made of stretching leather skin
A little of your money
Will line it well within
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Bring us out a table
And spread it with a cloth
Bring us out some moldy cheese
And some of your Christmas loaf
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Good master and good mistress
A-sitting by the fire
Pray think of us poor wassailers
A-wandering through the mire
Love and joy come to you
And to you your wassail, too
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year
And God send you a Happy New Year
Writer(s): Traditional, Ashley Hutchings, Kenneth Nicol, Simon Care, Kellie While Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com