On a winter's night bathed in starlight We'll sing our wassail prayer Some toast and good beer raised in good cheer To apple and to pear Our guns will inspire the fruit of desire And ale we will share, ale we will share And the snow is falling Her cloak is laying all over the land All over the land On the first of May at the break of day Summer is born We'll dance a Morris tune with the setting of the moon We will greet the dawn The winter we dispel with the sound of Morris bells So pass the drinking horn, pass the drinking horn And the sun is rising The Green Man growing all over the land All over the land As night it falls down on quiet county towns It's hard to believe Torches they are raised at the bonfire's blaze This November eve The Pope we defy as fire fills the sky The prayers they decree, forgotten never be And the fires are burning The sky is blazing all over the land All over the land