Bluehorses

Here's to you old apple tree
We squeeze your juice to brew our tea
Old Barley Mow we send our cheer
To spice the ale and foaming beer

Waes Hael!
Waes Hael!
Waes Hael!

We know by the moon and we know by the sky,
We're not too soon and we're not too high
We know by the star and we know by the ground,
We're not too far and we know that sound

Waes Hael!
Waes Hael!
Waes Hael!

Some say Christmas, we say Yule,
We are the lords of true misrule
We jump and fight like brawling hares
Rough enough for twenty bears
Swing and sway on hallowed ground
Sing and play and horse around
Thirteen fires: one big, twelve small
Run and leap and dance and crawl

Waes Hael!
Around the Town
Cup is White, Ale is Brown
Waes Hael!
Around the Town
Cup is White, Cider Gold
Waes Hael!
Around the Town
Cup is White, Ale is Brown
Waes Hael!
Around the Town
Cup is White, Cider Gold