Malpas Wassail Song Lyrics

Now the harvest being over
And Christmas drawing in
Please open your door
And let us come in
With our wassail
Wassail, wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail

The master and mistress
Sitting down by the fire
While we poor wassail boys
Do trudge through the mire
With our wassail

Wassail, wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail

The master and mistress
Sitting down at their ease
Put your hands in your pockets
And give what you please
With our wassail
Wassail, wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail

This ancient awd house
We will kindly salute
It is your custom
You need not dispute
With our wassail

Wassail, wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail
The saddle and the bridle
They're hung upon the shelf
If you want any more
You can it sing yourself
With our wassail

Wassail, wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail

Here's an health to the master
And a long time to live
Since you've been so kind
And so willing to give
With our wassail

Wassail, wassail
And joy come to our jolly wassail