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Merry Christmas
| Joy, health, love and peace Be all here in this place By your leave we will sing Concerning our king |
| Our king is well dressed In the silks of the best In ribbons so rare No king can compare |
| We have travelled many miles Over hedges and stiles In search of our king Unto you we bring |
| We have powder and shot To conquer the lot We have cannon and ball To conquer them all |
| Old Christmas is past Twelve tide is the last And we bid you adieu Great joy to the new |