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Gather the folk with the coming of winter
All through the valley
All through the town
The wolves are still howlin
The horses are cryin
The cattle are bellowin
The pigs make a sound
The time has come for celebration
Solstice is here
Gather your folk
Drink to the solstice
Drink to the kinfolk
The end of the harvest
And end of the year
Drink to the solstice
Drink to the kinfolk
The end of the harvest
And end of the year
The forest is sleeping
The leaves are all brown
And the men of the village have laid down their plows
All of the trees have been gathered and stacked
Now the hay and the seed have been gathered and packed
All of the larders and cupboards are filled
The crops have been gathered
The animals killed
Now the wolves are still howlin
The horses are cryin
The cattle are bellowin
The pigs make a sound
The time has come for celebration
Solstice is here
Gather your folk
Drink to the solstice
Drink to the kinfolk
The end of the harvest
And end of the year
Drink to the solstice
Drink to the kinfolk
The end of the harvest
And end of the year
All of the fields are now covered with snow
And the lake is now frozen
And the icebergs grow
And all of the birds have now flown away
The ducks and the swans and the sparrow and jay
All of the swallows and geese have gone
And the only birds left are the raven and crow
Now the women have made all the ale and the wine
And the mothers have baked all the bread and the pies
All of the cider and the beer has been brewed
And all of the stew and the porridge and soup
All of the puddings and pastries are cooked
And the pickles and berries and the jams and fruit
And the mead has been made and the honey is brewed
And the wolves are still howlin
The horses are cryin
The cattle are bellowin
The pigs make a sound