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Question: Good King Wenseslas is a carol I know but does anyone!?
Does anyone know the words we used to sing at Guides and Girls Life Brigade camp fires back in!?!?!?

Some thing like Good King Wenseslas first looked out to see what all the row-wer we sang with splendid power we sings forty sounded like a 100 oh dear how did we thundered!.

I know I have got it wrong can anyone help!?

also the song Please put your corsets on
They are just made for you
Made with simplicity
And elasticity

OK brains can anyone help me with these old camp fire songs!. I have my camp fire song book still, but they are not in there!. I know I go back some 50 years and honestly do not know if tehre is copyright involved or not so if there is, plese ignore my request!.

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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
I found this on a website (link to the page with three or four verses on is below)

Hope this is the one - it drives me crackers when I have a song that I can't find!


In our village, Christmas time, I says to several mates,
"Look 'ere, lads," I says, "Now what about some Waits !?"
We gets a carol, lairns it up, and on an evenin' wintry
We muffles up and sallies forth to try it on the Gentry!.
"Good King Wenceslas looked out," sings we with splendid power:
Several neighbours looked out too, to see what all the row were!
We sings forte (sounded like a hundred),
Even in the soft bits 'ow we thundered!.
Bill, our bass, 'e 'urt 'is face , we thought that it was torn;
Yet all agreed there were none like we to 'ail the 'appy morn!.
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Good King Wenselas looked out, on the feast of Steven!. When the snow was all around, deep and crisp and even!. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cru-ell!. When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fu- ooo- el!! Jings, one of my all time christmas favourites!!!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel

"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he!?
Where and what his dwelling!?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes' fountain!."

"Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear him thither!."
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather

"Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how,
I can go no longer!."
"Mark my footsteps, my good page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly!."

In his master's steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
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