Wassail Song

(Traditional)
(Midi sequenced by Curtis Clark 1995)

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wandering so fairly to be seen.
Now is winter time and strangers travel far and near,
And we wish you, send you a happy New Year.

Bud and blossom, bud and blossom, bud and bloom and bear,
So we may have plenty of cider all next year.
Baskets full and barrels full, and bushels, bags and bowls,
And the cider running out of every gutter hole.

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wandering so fairly to be seen.
Now is winter time and strangers travel far and near,
And we wish you, send you a happy New Year.

Down here in the muddy lane there sits an old grey fox,
A-starving and a-shivering, and licking his old chops.
Brings us up a table and set it if you please,
And give us hungry wassailers a bit of bread and cheese.

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wandering so fairly to be seen.
Now is winter time and strangers travel far and near,
And we wish you, send you a happy New Year.

I have a little purse and its made of leather skin,
A little silver sixpence, it would line it well within.
Now is winter time and strangers travel far and near,
And we wish you, send you a happy New Year.

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wandering so fairly to be seen.
Now is winter time and strangers travel far and near,
And we wish you, send you a happy New Year.



(Alternate Chorus by Hilda Marshall)
Love and joy come to you
Peace and hope and friendship too
And we bless you and wish you a happy new year
And we wish you a happy new year!





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