The Gower Wassail - Steeleye Span

A-wassail, a-wassail throughout all the town

Our cup it is white and our ale it is brown

Our wassail is made of the good ale and cake

Some nutmeg and ginger, the best we could bake

Fol dedol dol dedol Dol dedol dol de dol

Fol de de ro Fol de da ri

Sing too ra li o

Our wassail is made of the elderberry bough

And so my good neighbors we’ll drink unto thou

Besides all on earth, you have apples in store

Pray let us come in for it’s cold by the door

We hope that your apple trees prosper and bear

So that we may have cider when we call next year

And where you have one barrel we hope you’ll have ten

So that we may have cider when we call again

There’s a master and a mistress sitting down by the fire

While we poor wassail boys stand here in the mire

Come you pretty maid with your silver headed pin

Pray open the door and let us come in

It’s we poor wassail boys so weary and cold

Please drop some small silver into our bowl

And if we survive for another new year

Perhaps we may call and see who does live here

We know by the moon that we are not too soon

And we know by the sky that we are not too high

And we know by the star that we are not too far

And we know by the ground that we are within sound