Here we come a'wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a
wand'ring,
So fair to be seen.
Chorus:
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.
Chorus
We have a little purse
Made of
ratching leather skin.
We want some of your small change
To line it well
within.
Chorus
God bless the Master of this house,
Likewise the
Mistress too.
And all the little children
That round the table
go.
Chorus