Gentlemen; God rest
God rest ye merry gentlemen in our tavern come,
Yer`ve worked hard along the day but now thy work is done.
Come in relax come eat and drink and listen to a song
oh tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
oh tidings of comfort and joy
Come in and rest we serve the best of all that ye can think,
our wine is sweet, the mead is gold and beer`s ready to drink.
Come in sit by the fireside and see yer sorrows shrink
We´ll also serve ye plenty a meal for famished none must go.
T´will cheer ye up that much is sure yer spirits won´t hang low.
And if yer rested join the dancers leaping to and fro