BING CROSBY


Good King Wenceslas Lyrics

Good King Wenceslas looked out
on the feast of Stephen,
when the snow lay round about,
deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shown the moon that night,
though the frost was cruel,
when a poor man came in sight,
gathering winter fuel.

Hither, page, and stand by me.
If thou know it telling:
yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
underneath the mountain,
right against the forest fence
by Saint Agnes fountain.

Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.
Bring me pine logs hither.
Thou and I will see him dine
when we bear the thither.

Page and monarch, forth they went,
forth they went together
through the rude wind's wild lament
and the bitter weather.

Sire, the night is darker now,
and the wind blows stronger.
Fails my heart, I know not how.
I can go no longer.
Ark my footsteps my good page,
tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his master's step he trod,
where the snow lay dented.
Heat was in the very sod
which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure,
wealth or rank possessing,
ye who now will bless the poor
shall yourselves find blessing

Watch Bing Crosby Good King Wenceslas video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos
1ca7fbc32a5ec3c718c68b5f7cf928e4

check amazon for Good King Wenceslas mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by kaan
Songwriter(s): Herbie Flowers, Mike Hatchard, John Neale, Trad
Record Label(s): 2008 Pickwick Group Ltd
Official lyrics by

Rate Good King Wenceslas by Bing Crosby (current rating: 6.89)
12345678910
Meaning to "Good King Wenceslas" song lyrics
captcha
Characters count : / 50
Latest Posts