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This is New Year's Even Night,
We are all Queen Mary's Men,
And we've come here to claim our right:
And that's before our lady.
The morning, it is New Year's Day,
And we've come here to sport and play:
And if you don't open up your door,
We'll lay it flat upon the floor:
Master, get your ale vat,
And give us a couple of pints of that:
Mistress, get your pork ham,
And cut it large, and cut it round,
Be sure you don't cut off your thumb:
We wish your cattle all may thrive,
To every one, a goodly calf:
We wish your mares, well fare they all,
To every one, a stag foal:
We wish your hens all well may thrive,
And every one lay three times five:
We wish your geese may all do well,
And every one, twelve at her heel:
God bless the mistress and her man,
Dish and table, pot and pan:
Here's to the one with yellow hair,
She's hiding underneath the stair:
Be you maids or be you none,
Although our time may not be long,
You'll all be kissed ere we go home:
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