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 your wassail too,
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year,
And God send you a happy New Year.

Our wassail cup is made of the rosemary tree,
And so is your beer of the best barley:

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 that beg from door to door,
But we are neighbour's 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 send you a happy New Year.

Call up the butler of this house; put on his golden ring;
Let him bring us a glass of beer and better we shall sing:

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 have got a little purse of stretching leather skin;
We want a little of your money 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 send you a happy New Year.

Bring us out a table and spread it with a cloth;
Bring us out a mouldy cheese and some of your Christmas loaf:

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.

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 send you a happy New Year.

Good master and good mistress, while you're sitting by the fire,
Pray think of us poor children a-wand'ring in the mire:

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.