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, 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.

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 may we 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.

Here is to Cherry and to his right eye,

Pray God send my master a good Christmas pie,

And a good Christmas pie that may we all see;

With our wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee.

Drink to thee, drink to thee,

With our wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee.