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 our wassail, too
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door
But we are neighbours' 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 bless you and send you a Happy New Year
We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin
We want a little sixpence 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 bless you and 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 bless you and send you a Happy New Year