Lyrics

WASSSAIL, WASSAIL
Traditional English Carol

WASSAIL, WASSAIL ALL OVER THE TOWN!
OUR TOAST IS WHITE AND OUR ALE IT IS BROWN
OUR BOWL, IT IS MADE OF THE WHITE MAPLE TREE
WITH THE WASSAILING BOWL, WE’LL DRINK UNTO THEE!

And here is to Dobbin and to his right eye,
Pray God send our master a good Christmas pie
A good Christmas pie that we may all see
With the wassailing bowl, we’ll drink unto thee!

And here is to Broad May and to her broad horn
Pray God send our master a good crop of corn
A good crop of corn that we may all see
With the wassailing bowl, we’ll drink unto thee!

And here is to Collie and to her long tail
Pray God send our master a good Christmas ale
A good Christmas ale will bring us good cheer
And our jolly wassail, it’s then you shall hear!

And here’s to the maid in the lily-white smock
Who tripped to the door and slipped back the lock
Who tripped to the door and pulled back the pin
For to let these jolly wassaillers in!

Come Butler, come fill us a bowl of the best
We hope that your master will grant you good rest
And if you do draw us a bowl of the small,
Then down shall go butler, bowl and all!

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