  IAs I sat under a sycamore tree, —A sycamore tree, a sycamore tree, I looked me out upon the sea On Christ’s Sunday at morn. III saw three ships a-sailing there, —A-sailing there, a-sailing there, Jesu, Mary and Joseph they bare On Christ’s Sunday at morn. IIIJoseph did whistle and Mary did sing, —Mary did sing, Mary did sing, And all the bells on earth did ring For joy our Lord was born. IVO they sail’d in to Bethlehem! —To Bethlehem, to Bethlehem; Saint Michael was the sterÈsman, Saint John sate in the horn VAnd all the bells on earth did ring —On earth did ring, on earth did ring: ‘Welcome be thou Heaven’s King, On Christ’s Sunday at morn!’ FOOTNOTES: |
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