| Song | Wassail! Wassail! All Over The Town |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 3 |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
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| Tags | Wassail! Wassail! All Over The Town |
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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.
Here’s To Our Horse, And To His Right Ear,
God Send Our Master A Happy New Year:
A Happy New Year As Ever He Did See,
With My Wassailing Bowl I Drink To Thee.
So Here Is To Cherry And To His Right Cheek
Pray God Send Our Master A Good Piece Of Beef
And A Good Piece Of Beef That May We All See
With The Wassailing Bowl, We’ll Drink To Thee.
Come Butler, Come Fill Us A Bowl Of The Best
Then We Hope That Your Soul In Heaven May Rest
But If You Do Draw Us A Bowl Of The Small
Then Down Shall Go Butler, Bowl And All.
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 The Wassailing Bowl We’ll Drink To Thee.
