C                          G
Good King Wenceslas looked out
Am              C
On the feast of Stephen
C                         G
When the snow lay round about
Am                 C
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         E      C   F  C
Gathering winter fue-ue-el


[Verse 2]
C                        G
Hither page and stand by me
Am                C
If thou knowst it telling
C                      G
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Am                 C
Where and what his dwelling?
G        Em      Dm          C
Sire, he lives a good league hence
Am             C
Underneath the mountain
Am                C      D
Right against the forest fence
F        E      C   F   C
By Saint Agnes' fou-ountain


[Verse 3]
C                           G
Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Am                 C
Bring me pine logs hither
C                       G
Thou and I will see him dine
Am                C
When we bear them thither
G        Em      Dm         C
Page and monarch forth they went
Am                 C
Forth they went together
Am                      C       D
Through the rude wind's wild lament
F       E      C   F   C
And the bitter wea-eather


[Verse 4]
C                        G
In his master's steps he trod
Am                 C
Where the snow lay dinted
C                    G
Heat was in the very sod
Am                  C
Which the saint had printed
G         Em     Dm     C
Therefore all ye men be sure
Am                 C
Wealth or rank possessing
Am              C         D
Ye who now will bless the poor
F          E          C   D  C
Shall yourselves find ble-essing