| Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green
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| Here we come a-wandering, so fair to be seen
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| Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door
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| But we are neighbours' children whom you have seen before
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| Love and joy come to you, and to your wassail, too
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin
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| We want a little sixpence to line it well within
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| Love and joy come to you, and to your wassail, too
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| God bless the master of this house, likewise the mistress, too
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| And all the little children that round the table go
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| Love and joy come to you, and to your wassail, too
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year
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| And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year |