Gloucestershire Wassail Lyrics - A Midwinter Night's Dream - Loreena Mckennitt

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 

So here is to Cherry and to his right cheek 

Pray God send out master a good piece of beef 

And a good piece of beef that we all may see 

With the wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee 

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 the wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee 

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So here is to Broad May and to her broad horn 

May God send our master a good crop of corn 

And a good crop of corn that we may all see 

With the wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee 

And here is to Fillpail and to her left ear 

Pray God send our master a happy new year 

And a happy new year as e'er he did see 

With the wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee 

And here is to Colly 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 our 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 wassailer's in 

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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 the wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee