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 you our wassail, too And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door But we are neighbours' 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 bless you and send you a Happy New Year We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin We want a little sixpence 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 bless you and 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 bless you and send you a Happy New Year