Here we come a'wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a wand'ring,
So fair to be seen.
Love and joy come to you,
And to 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 beggars
Who beg from door to door,
But we are neighbor's children
Whom you have seen before.
Love and joy come to you,
And to 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 ratching leather skin.
We want some of your small change
To line it well within.
Love and joy come to you,
And to your wassail too,
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year,
And God send you a happy New Year.
God bless the Master of this house,
Likewise the Mistress too.
And all the little children
That round the table go.
Love and joy come to you,
And to your wassail too,
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year,
And God send you a happy New Year.
