I have been trying for days to extract the lyrics from the recording I have which was done by William Pint and Felicia Dale. Here is what I have so far but will not guarantee that I have heard all of it right. I would be happy if someone could fill in the blanks or even correct what I have so far.

The trees are all bare
Not a leaf to be seen
And the meadows their beauty have lost
Now winter has come
And 'tis cold for man and beast
And the streams they are (2)
All fast bound down with frost.

T'was down in the barnyard
Where the oxen feed on straw

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Their breath like the steam
Sweet Betsy, the milkmaid
Now quickly she must go
For flakes of ice she'll find (2)
Floating on her cream.

Tis now all the small birds
Through the barn door fly for food
And gently they rest on the spray
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.........search for food
And lift their footsteps
Sure t'would be a day to betray.

Now Christmas has come
And our song is almost done
For we soon shall have the turn of the year
So fill up our glasses
And let your health go 'round
For I wish you all (2)
A Joyful New Year!