The Hymns and Carols of Christmas

Wassail! Wassail! All Over The Town

Version 5

Compare:
Wassail! Wassail! All Over The Town - Version 1
Wassail! Wassail! All Over The Town - Version 2
Wassail! Wassail! All Over The Town - Version 3
Wassail Wassail All Over The Town - Version 4
Wassail and Wassail All Over The Town - Version 6

Alternate Title: Gloucestershire Wassail
See generally Wassailing - Notes On The Songs

Words and Music: English Traditional
MIDI / Noteworthy Composer

1. 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 the wassailing bowl, we'll drink to thee.

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

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

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

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

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

4. And here is to Fillpail and to her left ear,
Pray God send our master a happy New Year,
A happy New Year as e'er he did see,
With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink to thee.

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

5. And here is to Colly and to her long tail,
Pray God send our master a good cask of ale,
A good cask of ale that may we all see,
With a wassailing bowl, we'll drink to thee.

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

6. Come butler, come fill us a bowl of the best,
They I pray that your soul in heaven may rest,
But if you do bring us a bowl of the small,
May the devil take butler, bowl and all.

Bowl and all, bowl and all,
May the devil take butler, bowl and all.

7. 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.

Wassailers in, wassailers in,
For to let these jolly wassailers in.

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