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J. David Moore
Fresh Ayre Music (J. David Moore)
To Drive the Cold Winter Away
New music to old lyrics. Lusty, whisky-fuelled.
SATB a cappella
The tune that is usually associated with these lyrics was published in the mid-17th century in several volumes, my favorite entitled Pills To Purge Melancholy. I liked it as a dance tune, but wanted a rowdier alehouse version for singing.
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1. All hail to the days that merit more praise
Than all the rest of the year,
And welcome the nights that double delights
As well for the poor as the peer!
Good fortune attend each merry man’s friend,
That doth but the best that he may;
Forgetting old wrongs, with carols and songs,
To drive the cold winter away.
2. ‘Tis ill for a mind to anger inclined
To think of small injuries now;
If wrath be to seek do not lend her thy cheek
Nor let her inhabit thy brow.
Cross out of thy books malevolent looks,
Both beauty and youth’s decay,
And wholly consort with mirth and with sport
To drive the cold winter away.
3. This time of the year is spent in good cheer,
And neighbours together do meet
To sit by the fire, with friendly desire,
Each other in love to greet;
Old grudges forgot are put in the pot,
All sorrows aside they lay;
The old and the young doth carol this song
To drive the cold winter away.
4. When Christmas tide come in like a bride
With holly and ivy clad,
Twelve days in the year much mirth and good cheer
In every household is had;
The country guise is then to devise
Some gambols of Christmas play,
Whereat the young men do best that they can
To drive the cold winter away.
– Anonymous, 17th century
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