Here we come a-wassailingAmong the leaves so green,Here we come a-wand’ringSo fair to be seen.Love and joy come to you,And to you your wassail, too,And God bless you, and send youA Happy New Year,And God send you a Happy New Year.We are not daily beggersThat beg from door to door,But we are neighbors’ childrenWhom you have seen beforeLove and joy come to you,And to you your wassail, too,And God bless you, and send youA Happy New Year,And God send you a Happy New Year.Good master and good mistress,As you sit beside the fire,Pray think of us poor childrenWho wander in the mire.Love and joy come to you,And to you your wassail, too,And God bless you, and send youA Happy New Year,And God send you a Happy New Year.We have a little purseMade of ratching leather skin;We want some of your small changeTo line it well within.Love and joy come to you,And to you your wassail, too,And God bless you, and send youA Happy New Year,And God send you a Happy New Year.Bring us out a tableAnd spread it with a cloth;Bring us out a cheese,And of your Christmas loaf.Love and joy come to you,And to you your wassail, too,And God bless you, and send youA Happy New Year,And God send you a Happy New Year.God bless the master of this house,Likewise the mistress too;And all the little childrenThat round the table go.Love and joy come to you,And to you your wassail, too,And God bless you, and send youA Happy New Year,And God send you a Happy New Year.