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Here we come a-Wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a wandering,
So fairly to be seen.
Here we come a wandering
So fairly to be seen.
Love and joy come to you
And to you a Wassail too
God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year
God send you a Happy New Year.

We are not daily beggars
That beg from door to door,
But we're the neighbours' children,
That you have seen before.
We're the neighbours' children
That you have seen before.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you a Wassail too,
God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year,
God send you a Happy New Year.

I have a little purse
It's made of leather skin.
I need a silver sixpence,
To line it well within.
I need a silver sixpence,
To line it well within.
Love and joy come to you
And to you a Wassail too,
God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year.
God send you a Happy New Year.

God bless the master of the house.
And then the mistress too,
And all the little children,
That round the table grew.
All the little children,
That round this table grew.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you a Wassail too,
God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year
God send you a Happy New Year.

Here we come a-Wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
And here we come a wandering,
So fairly to be seen.
Here we come a wandering,
So fairly to be seen
Love and joy come to you,
And to you a Wassail too,
God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year
God send you a Happy New Year.
God bless you and send you,
A Happy New Year
God send you a Happy New Year.

Kate Rusby
Sweet Bells

While shepherds watched,
Their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.

"Fear not," said he,
For mighty dread,
Had seized their troubled minds,
Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
To you and all mankind".

Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.

To you in David's,
Town this day,
Is born of David's line.
The Savior who is Christ the Lord,
And this shall be the sign.

Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.

All glory be to,God on high
And to the earth be peace,
Goodwill henceforth,
From heaven to men,
Begin and never cease

Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.

While shepherds watched,
Their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.

Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
Sweet Bells, Sweet chiming Christmas Bells
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.
They cheer us on our Heavenly way,
Sweet chiming bells.

We've got a poor old horse,
He's standing at your door,
And if you'll only let him in,
He'll greet you all I'm sure,
He'll greet you all I'm sure.

He'll greet you all I'm sure,
He'll greet you all I'm sure.

Now that He's grown old
And nature doth decay,
My master frowns upon him now,
These words I've heard him say,
These words I've heard him say.

These words I've heard him say,
These words I've heard him say.

Now that he's grown old
And scarcely can he crawl,
He's forced to eat the coarsest grass,
That grows against the wall,
That grows against the wall.

That grows against the wall,
It grows against the wall.

This poor horse was once young,
And in his youthful prime,
My master used to ride on him,
He thought him very fine,
He thought him very fine.

He thought him very fine,
He thought him very fine.

[Repeat first verse]

Hark! The herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King,
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled.

Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the suns of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
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Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With the angelic host proclaim,
'Christ is born in Bethlehem'.

Beautiful Zion heaven above,
Beautiful city that I love,
Beautiful gates of pearly white,
Beautiful city full of light.

[Repeat first verse]

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.

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O the rusing of the sun,
And the running of the deer,
The laying of the merry organ,
Sweet singing all in the choir,

The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
To do poor sinners good.

CHORUS

The holly bears a blossom,
As white as lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
To be our sweet Saviour.

CHORUS

The holly bears a bark,
As bitter as any gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
For to redeem us all

CHORUS

The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
On Christmas Day in the morn.

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Oh the holly bears a flower,
As white as any milk,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
All wrapped up in silk.

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Down with the rosemary and bay,
Down with the mistletoe,
Instead of holly, now up-raise
The greener box, to show
The greener box to show.

[Chorus:]
Thus times do shift, thus times do shift,
Each thing it's time doth hold,
New things succeed, new things succeed,
As former things grow old.

The holly hitherto did sway,
Let box now domineer,
Until the dancing Easter day,
On Easter's eve appear,
On Easter's eve appear.

[Chorus]

The youthful box which now hath grace,
Your houses to renew,
Grown old, surrender must it's place,
Unto the freshened yew,
Unto the freshened yew.

[Chorus]

When yew is out, then birch comes in
And many the flowers beside,
Both of a fresh and fragrant kin,
To honour Whitsuntide,
To honour Whitsuntide.

[Chorus]

While shepherds watched,
Their flocks by night,
All seated on, all on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

[Chorus:]
Hail, chime on, chime on,
Merry, merry Christmas bells chime on.
Hail, chime on, chime on,
Merry, merry Christmas bells chime on.

"Fear not," said he,
For mighty dread,
Had seized their troubled, troubled minds,
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
To you and all mankind".

[Chorus]

"To you in David's,
Town this day,
Is born of David's, David's line.
The Savior who is Christ the Lord,
And this shall be the sign."

[Chorus]

"All glory be to,
God on high,
And to the earth, the earth be peace,
Goodwill henceforth,
From heaven to men,
Begin and never cease",

[Chorus]

Repeat first verse.

[Chorus x2]

I've waited longing for today,
Spindle, bobbin and spool away,
In joy and bliss I'm off to play,
Upon this high holiday.

[Chorus:]
And spindle, bobbin and spool away
Oh joy that it's a holiday!

The dirt upon the floor's unswept,
The fireplace isn't cleaned or kept,
I haven't cut the rushes yet,
Upon this high holiday.

[Chorus]

In pails the milk has got to go,
I ought to spread this bowl of dough,
It clogs my nails and fingers so,
As I knead this high holiday!

[Chorus]

The cooking hearths I must fetch in,
And fix my kerchief under my chin,
Darling Jack, lend me a pin
To fix me well this holiday!

[Chorus]

But when we stop beside the track,
At the inn, this Sunday, Jack.
We'll whet my whistle and pay my whack
As on ev'ry holiday.

[Chorus]

I've waited longing for today,
Spindle, bobbin and spool away,
In joy and bliss I'm off to play,
Upon this high holiday.

[Chorus]

Awake, arise good Christians, let nothing you dismay,
For unto us a saviour was born upon this day,
The self-same moon was shining, that now is in the sky,
When a holy band of angels came down from God on high.

[Chorus:]
Hosannah! Hosannah! To Jesus we'll sing,
Hosannah! Hosannah! To Jesus we'll sing,

Fear not, we bring good tidings, for on this happy morn,
The promised One, the saviour, in Bethlehem's town was born!"
Up rose the simple shepherds, all with a joyful mind,
"Then let us go in haste," they say, "This holy child to find".

[Chorus]

And like unto the shepherds, we wander far and near,
And bid you wake, good Christians, the joyful news to hear,
Awake, arise, good Christians, let nothing you dismay.
Remember Christ our saviour was born upon this day.

[Chorus]

[Repeat first verse]

[CHORUS x2]

"It's ten weary years since I left England's shore,
For a distant far country to roam,
How I long to return to my own native land,
To my friends and the old folks at home.
Last night as I slumbered I had a strange dream,
A dream that brought distant lands near,
I dreamt of old England, the land of my birth,
The heart of her sons ever dear.

While the joyous bells rang as I wended my way,
To the house where I lived as a boy,
I passed by the window and there sat by the fire,
Were my parents, my heart filled with joy.
The log burnt so brightly it was keeping them warm,
On a night that could banish all sin,
And the bells they were ringing, the old year out,
And the new year in.

At the door of the house there we stood face to face,
For the first time in ten weary years,
Soon the past was forgot, and we stood hand in hand,
Father, mother and wanderer in tears.
And the log burnt so brightly, it was keeping us warm,
On a night that would banish all sin,
And the bells they were ringing, the old year out,
And the new year in.

And the bells they were ringing, the old year out,
And the new year in.