when old jack frost has threatened his worst
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and fallen from branch to briar
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then welcome the nights that double delights
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in the light of a good going fire
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good fortune attend each merry man's friend
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that does but as best as he may
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to banish old wrong with a cup and a song
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and drive the cold winter away
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to mask and to mum your neighbours are come
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with wassails of nut brown ale
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to drink and carouse and may all in this house
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be as merry as buck in the dale
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it's good bread and cheese we ask for our fees
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to make us the longer to stay
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to banish old wrong with a cup and a song
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and drive the cold winter away
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Drive the Cold Winter Away
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Robin Williamson |