The King | ![]() |

Traditional
| Health, love and peace Be all here in this place By your leave we shall sing, Concerning our King.
2. Our King is well-dressed | 3. We have travelled many miles Over hedges and stiles, In search of our King Unto you we bring.
4. We have powder and shot |
| 5. Old Christmas is past, Twelve tide is the last And we bid you adieu, Great joy to the new. |
