26Crown Winter with green,And give him good drinkTo physic his spleenOr ever he think.His mouth to the bowl,His feet to the fire;And let him, good soul,No comfort desire.So merry he be,I bid him abide:And merry be weThis good Yuletide.
26Crown Winter with green,And give him good drinkTo physic his spleenOr ever he think.His mouth to the bowl,His feet to the fire;And let him, good soul,No comfort desire.So merry he be,I bid him abide:And merry be weThis good Yuletide.
Crown Winter with green,And give him good drinkTo physic his spleenOr ever he think.His mouth to the bowl,His feet to the fire;And let him, good soul,No comfort desire.So merry he be,I bid him abide:And merry be weThis good Yuletide.
Crown Winter with green,And give him good drinkTo physic his spleenOr ever he think.His mouth to the bowl,His feet to the fire;And let him, good soul,No comfort desire.So merry he be,I bid him abide:And merry be weThis good Yuletide.
Crown Winter with green,And give him good drinkTo physic his spleenOr ever he think.
Crown Winter with green,
And give him good drink
To physic his spleen
Or ever he think.
His mouth to the bowl,His feet to the fire;And let him, good soul,No comfort desire.
His mouth to the bowl,
His feet to the fire;
And let him, good soul,
No comfort desire.
So merry he be,I bid him abide:And merry be weThis good Yuletide.
So merry he be,
I bid him abide:
And merry be we
This good Yuletide.