Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # Lordings, Listen To Our Lay 1. Lordings, listen to our lay -- We have come from far away To seek Christmas; In this mansion we are told He his yearly feast doth hold; 'Tis t-day! May joy come from God above, To all those who Christmas love. 2. Lordings, I now tell you true, Christmas bringeth unto you Only mirth; His house he fills with many a dish Of bread and meat and also fish, To grace the day. May joy come from God above, To all those who Christmas love. 3. Lordings, through our army's band They say -- who spends with open hand Free and fast, And oft regals his many friends -- God gives him double what he spends To grace the day. May joy come from God above, To all those who Christmas love. 4. Lordings, wicked men eschew, In them never shall you view Aught that's good; Cowards are the rable rout, Kick and beat the grumblers out, To grace the day. May joy come from God above, To all those who Christmas love. 5. To English ale and Gascon wine, And French, doth Christmas much incline -- And Anjou's, too; He makes his neighbour freely drink So that in sleep his head doth sink Often by day. May joy come from God above, To all those who Christmas love. 6. Lords, by Christmas and the host Of this mansion hear my toast -- Drink it well -- Each must drain his cup of wine, And I the first will toss off mine: Thus I advise. Here then I bid you all Wassail, Cursed be he who will not say, Drinkhail. May joy come from God above, To all those who Christmas love. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #