Hold, men, hold!
Be there loaf in your locker
And sheep in your fold,
A fire on your hearth,
And good luck for your lot,
Money in your pocket,
And a pudding in the pot!
Hold, men, hold!

Hold, men, hold! we are very cold,
Inside and outside it is very cold.
If you don’t give us silver, then give us gold
From the money in your pockets.
Hold, men, hold!

God Almighty bless your hearth and fold,
Shut out the wolf, and keep out the cold!
Give us the silber and you keep the gold,
For ‘tis money in your pockets!
Hold, men, hold!