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 beggars that beg from door to door,
But we are neighbors' children whom you have seen before.
Love and joy come to you, and to you your wassail too...
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 you your wassail too...
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 you your wassail too...
Here we come a-caroling among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-caroling so fair to be seen.
Love and joy come to you, and to you glad Christmas too...