C G
Good King Wenceslas looked out
Am C
On the feast of Stephen
C G
When the snow lay round about
AmC
Deep and crisp and even
G Em Dm C
Brightly shone the moon that night
Am C
Though the frost was cruel
Am C D
When a poor man came in sight
F EC F C
Gathering winter fue-ue-el
[Verse 2]
CG
Hither page and stand by me
Am C
If thou knowst it telling
C G
Yonder peasant, who is he?
AmC
Where and what his dwelling?
G EmDm C
Sire, he lives a good league hence
Am C
Underneath the mountain
Am CD
Right against the forest fence
F EC F C
By Saint Agnes' fou-ountain
[Verse 3]
C G
Bring me flesh and bring me wine
AmC
Bring me pine logs hither
CG
Thou and I will see him dine
Am C
When we bear them thither
G EmDm C
Page and monarch forth they went
AmC
Forth they went together
Am C D
Through the rude wind's wild lament
F EC F C
And the bitter wea-eather
[Verse 4]
CG
In his master's steps he trod
AmC
Where the snow lay dinted
C G
Heat was in the very sod
AmC
Which the saint had printed
G EmDmC
Therefore all ye men be sure
AmC
Wealth or rank possessing
Am C D
Ye who now will bless the poor
F E C D C
Shall yourselves find ble-essing
