and wassail, all over the town!
cup it is white and our ale it is brown;
bowl it is made of the white maple tree,
so is the beer of the best barley.
itís your wassail, and itís our wassail,
itís joy be to you and a jolly wassail
roads are very muddy, my shoes are very thin
you got a pocket to put a penny in?
you havenít got a penny, a haípenny will do
you havenít got a haípenny then god bless you.
blossom, apple blossom, apple blossom beer,
we may have apples for cider next year;
and binfuls, till they overflow,
the cider runs out of every gutter hole.
was an old farmer who had an old cow.
wanted to milk her but did not know how.
built up his barn to keep his cow warm
another glass of cider wonít do me any harm.
bless the master of the house, likewise the mistress too,
all the little children that round the table go
have a piece of cheese and a pint of good beer,
Christmas to you all and a Happy New Year.