Wassail, Wassail

Wassail, wassail all over the town
Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown
Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree
With a wassailing bowl we'll drink today
So here is to Jerry and to his right cheek
Pray God send our master a good piece of beef
And a good piece of beef that we may all see
With a wassailing bowl we'll drink today
And here is to Dobbin and to his right eye
Pray God send our master a good Christmas pie
And a good Christmas pie that we may all see
With a wassailing bowl we'll drink today
And here is to Fiddledale and to her left ear
Pray God send our master a happy new year
And a happy new year that's ever he did see
With a wassailing bowl we'll drink today
And here is to Collie and to her long tail
Pray God send our master he never may fail
A bowl of strong beer, I pray you draw near
And a jolly wassail it's then you shall hear
Then 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 wassailers in
Wassail, wassail all over the town
Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown
Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree
With a wassailing bowl we'll drink today