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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 bowl1, we'll drink to thee.


 
Here's to our horse, and to her right ear,
 
God send our master a happy new year:
 
A happy new year as e'er he did see,
 
With my wassailing bowl I drink to thee.


 
So here is to Berry and to her 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.


 
Here's to our mare, and to her right eye,
 
God send our mistress a good Hearthswarming pie;
 
A good Hearthswarming pie as e'er I did see,
 
With my wassailing bowl I drink to thee.

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 bowl1, we'll drink to thee.

Here's to our horse, and to her right ear,
God send our master a happy new year:
A happy new year as e'er he did see,
With my wassailing bowl I drink to thee.

So here is to Berry and to her 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.

Here's to our mare, and to her right eye,
God send our mistress a good Hearthswarming pie;
A good Hearthswarming pie as e'er I did see,
With my wassailing bowl I drink to thee.