Here we come…..

Here we come a’ wassailing among the leaves so green…….

Old Apple-tree, Old Apple-tree,
We wassail thee, and hoping thou wilt bear,
For the Lord doth know where we shall be
Till apples come another year;
For to bear well, and to bloom well,
So merry let us be;
Let every man take off his hat and shout to thee,
Old Apple-tree, Old Apple-tree;
We wassail thee and hoping thou wilt bear
Hat fulls,
Cap fulls,
And three bushel bag fulls,
And a little heap under the stairs.