Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gloucestershire Wassail, artist - Loreena McKennitt.
Date of issue: 06.03.2008
Song language: English
Gloucestershire Wassail |
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 |
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 |
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 |