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Title
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Rosy morn
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Singer
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Harvey, Henry [Wassail]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
The red, rosy morn peeps over yon hill,
Bright Phoebus is dawning through meadow and field,
Whilst the merry, merry horn cries - Come, come this way!
Awake from your slumbers and behold a new day.
Chorus
For it's sleepy weather and drowsy morn,
We'll follow the sound of the merry-tuned horn,
We'll hunt the bottle from sun to sun,
And follow the lasses wherever they run;
Then tipple away, tipple away,
And let us be merry, boys, whilst we stay.
Verse 2
Our stag runs before us and away seems to fly,
Our horses in full speed, my boys, and our hounds in full cry;
Whilst the merry, merry horn cries - Come, come this way!
Awake from your slumbers, and behold a new day.
Chorus
Verse 3
Our day's sport being over, and our horses at ease,
We'll call for a bowl, my boys, and drink when we please;
Then let us, let us be merry whilst we stay!
Let love crown this night, my boys, and sport crown the day!
