Humboldt Wassail Song Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green Although the crop is hard to find and rarely can be seen Now is harvest time, strangers travel far and near And we wish you and send you a spaced-out New Year. We hope you've kept your garden free of gophers and of weeds We hope you've kept it free of slugs and also free of seeds We hope your plants grow tall and straight as any redwood tree And where you have one plant, we hope you will have three. Bud and blossom, bud and blossom, bud and bloom and bear So you shall have plenty and a little more to spare In hatfuls and in capfuls and in bushel bags and all And the harvest drying on every cabin wall. We hope that when you test your crop you do not get a cough We hope you don't get busted and you don't get rip-ped off We hope the dreaded whirlybirds do not intend to stay And we wish them, and send them, a long way away. I have a little pipe and it's made of maple wood A little tiny bit of bud would fill it very good Now is harvest time, strangers travel far and near And we wish you and send you a spaced-out New Year. HT Apr98
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!