Lyrics - A

"A-Souling" - by Lothlorien           Hey ho, nobody home, no meat, no bread, no money have I got  Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home  A soul, a soul, a soulcake, please good missus a soulcake  Apple, a pear, a plum and a cherry, any good thing to make a soul merry  One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all  God bless the master of this house and the mistress also  And all the little children that 'round your table grow  The cattle in your stable, the dog at your front door  And all that dwell within your gate I wish you ten times more  The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin  I have a little pocket to put a penny in  If you haven't got a penny an halfpenny will do  If you haven't got an halfpenny then God bless you  Go down into your cellar and see what you can find  If your barrels are not empty I hope you will be kind  Indeed I hope you will be kind with your apples and your beer  And I will come and sing no more 'til this time next year Celtic Home