Lyrics 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 the was-sail-ing bowl we’ll drink to thee. 2. Here is to Cherry* and to his right cheek,Pray God send my master a good piece of beef,And a good piece of beef that we may all see;With the wassailing bowl we’ll drink to thee.Drink to thee, drink to thee,With the wassailing bowl we’ll drink to thee. 3. Here is Cherry and to his right eye,Pray God send my master a good Christmas…
