Wassail! Wassail all over the town!
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Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown;
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Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree;
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With the wassailing-bowl, we'll drink to thee!
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So here is to Cherry and to his right cheek!
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Pray God send out master a good piece of beef,
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And a good piece of beef that we all may see;
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With the wassailing-bowl we'll drink to thee!
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And here is to Dobbin and to his right eye!
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Pray God send our master a good Christmas pie,
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And a good Christmas pie that we may all see;
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With our wassailing-bowl, we'll drink to thee!
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So here is to Broad May and to her broad horn!
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May God send our master a good crop of corn,
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And a good crop of corn that we may all see;
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With the wassailing-bowl we'll drink to thee!
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And here is to Fillpail and to her left ear!
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Pray God send our master a happy new year,
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And a happy new year as e'er he did see;
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With our wassailing-bowl we'll drink to thee!
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And here is to Colly and to her long tail!
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Pray God send our master he never may fail
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A bowl of strong beer, I pray you draw near,
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And our jolly wassail it's then you shall hear.
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Then here's to the maid in the lily-white smock
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Who tripped to the door and slipped back the lock;
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Who tripped to the door and pulled back the pin,
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For to let these jolly wassailers in.
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Wassail! Wassail all over the town!
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Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown;
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Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree;
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With the wassailing-bowl, we'll drink to thee!
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Drink to thee, drink to thee,
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With the wassailing-bowl we'll drink to thee.
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Gloucestershire Wassail
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| Loreena McKennitt |
