(the Fool) Rise the sun, and run the deer
Winter's Christmas King is here!
Master of the revels and ruler of the feast
He bids you turn the tables
From the greatest to the least!
To the Romans Saturnalia,
To the Norsemen's feast of Yule
Where twelve days crack the calendar
and crown the King of Fools
He comes to banish winter and to summon up the sun
Drive out the dark! Ring in the new! Wassail him, every one!
(chorus) WASSAIL! WASSAIL!
(the Lord) Lord of Misrule they crown me here, welcome or welcome not
I've two heads yet to crown tonight from out this chosen lot!
Now who will rule this revel? Who will be our Solstice Queen
And who her winter consort, the Great King of the Bean?
Winter's Christmas King is here!
Master of the revels and ruler of the feast
He bids you turn the tables
From the greatest to the least!
To the Romans Saturnalia,
To the Norsemen's feast of Yule
Where twelve days crack the calendar
and crown the King of Fools
He comes to banish winter and to summon up the sun
Drive out the dark! Ring in the new! Wassail him, every one!
(chorus) WASSAIL! WASSAIL!
(the Lord) Lord of Misrule they crown me here, welcome or welcome not
I've two heads yet to crown tonight from out this chosen lot!
Now who will rule this revel? Who will be our Solstice Queen
And who her winter consort, the Great King of the Bean?