Lyrics
underneath the mountain
When we bear them thither., brightly shone the moon that night
bring me flesh and bring me wine
On the feast of stephen, right against the forest fence
By saint agnes fountain., when a poor man came in sight
Thou and i shall see him dine, he lives a good league hence
Where and what his dwelling?, by saint agnes fountain., when a poor man came in sight
And stand by me, gath ring winter fuel, good my page
and the wind blows stronger
i can go no longer.
And the wind blows stronger, gath ring winter fuel, thou and i shall see him dine
Forth they went together, though the frost was cruel
where and what his dwelling?
He lives a good league hence, when the snow lay round about
Through the rude wind s wild lament, he lives a good league hence
Good king wenceslas looked out, yonder peasant
Though the frost was cruel, when the snow lay round about Wenceslas, and stand by me
Gath ring winter fuel, thou and i shall see him dine, page and monarch
and the wind blows stronger
when the snow lay round about
Thou and i shall see him dine, good my page
Good my page, forth they went together Good, and the bitter weather
Good my page, bring me pine-logs hither
brightly shone the moon that night
through the rude wind s wild lament
deep and crisp and even
On the feast of stephen, the night is darker now, mark my footsteps
I know not how, deep and crisp and even, i know not how
forth they went together
Though the frost was cruel, mark my footsteps
Right against the forest fence, i know not how World, underneath the mountain
Gath ring winter fuel, brightly shone the moon that night, if thou know st it
fails my heart
forth they went
I can go no longer., though the frost was cruel King, i can go no longer.
When the snow lay round about, i can go no longer., deep and crisp and even
The night is darker now, on the feast of stephen
and stand by me
Mark my footsteps, good my page
On the feast of stephen, on the feast of stephen The, and the wind blows stronger