A-wassail, a-wassail throughout all this 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 can get

Lol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dol
Lol-dee-dol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dee
Fol-dee-derol, lol-dee-der-dee
Sing too-ra-li-doh

Our wassail is made of the elderberry bough
And so my good neighbour, we'll drink unto thou
Besides all on earth, we have apples in store
Pray do let us come in for it's cold at the door

Lol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dol
Lol-dee-dol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dee
Fol-dee-derol, lol-dee-der-dee
Sing too-ra-li-doh

We know by the sky that we are not too high
And we know by the moon that we are not too soon
Wе know by the stars that we are not too far
And wе know by the ground that we are within sound

Lol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dol
Lol-dee-dol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dee
Fol-dee-derol, lol-dee-der-dee
Sing too-ra-li-doh
Now master and mistress here's a health to you we give
And pour our jolly wassail as long as we live
And if we do live till another New Year
Then perhaps we may call and see who do live here

Lol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dol
Lol-dee-dol-dee-dol, lol-dee-dol-dee-dee
Fol-dee-derol, lol-dee-der-dee
Sing too-ra-li-doh