| Go light the lantern and hang it on the gate
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| As a sign that all men are welcome
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| In this house tonight to spend Christmastide
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| Among friendly company
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| Then build the fire to a yuletide blaze
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| And keep the great spit turning
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| Send the fiddlers in give us fair young maids
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| And merry we will be We’ve garlands red and garlands green
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| And a tree with stars and tinsel
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| Where an angel blest by Father James
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| Looks down upon our feast
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| Here comes the man of God himself
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| Give him wine and bid him welcome
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| When his cheeks are red he’ll forget his bed
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| And merry we will be There’s holly hung from every beam
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| There’s miseltoe and ivy
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| If I catch you there I will take my share
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| Of kisses given free
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| There’s gifts for all both tall and small
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| There’s trinkets toys and baubles
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| So fill your dish with all you wish
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| And merry we will be We’ve garlands red and garlands green
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| And a tree with stars and tinsel
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| For its open house and open hearts
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| This time of year to all
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| So if you’re passing by and hear
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| The sounds of joy and laughter
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| Won’t you step inside this Christmastide
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| And merry we will be Go light the lantern and hang it on the gate
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| As a sign that all men are welcome
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| In this house tonight that is shining bright
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| With fire light and love
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| We’ve garlands red and garlands green
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| And a tree with stars and tinsel
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| Good friends come one come all this night
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| And merry we will be. |