Jolly Wassail

Wassail, wassail all over the town;
Our cup it is white and our ale it is brown;
Our wassail is made of the good maple tree;
With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink unto thee.

Drink unto thee, drink unto thee, With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink unto thee.

And here's to old Dobbin, and to his right eye;
May God send his master a good Christmas pie;
A good Christmas pie, as we may all see;
With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink unto thee.

Drink unto thee...etc

So here's to old Colly and her crooked horn;
May God send her master a good crop of corn;
A good crop of corn, as we may all see;
With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink unto thee.

Drink unto thee...etc

And here's to old Fillpail and to her left ear;
May God send her master a happy New Year;
A happy New Year, as we may all see;
With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink unto thee.

Drink unto thee...etc

Now butler, come fill us a pint of the best,
And we hope that your soul in heaven may rest,
But if you should fill us a pint of the small,
Then the devil take butler, bowl and all.

Bowl and all...etc

And here's to the maid with the lily white smock
Who came to the door, and pulled back the lock;
She came to the door, and pulled back the pin,
Just to let these jolly wassailers in.

Wassailers in...etc