Cornish Wassail



Now Christmas is comen and New Year begin

Pray open your doors and let us come in



With our wassail, wassail, wassail, wassail

And joy come with our jolly wassail



O Master and Mistress sitting down by the fire

While we poor wassail boys are traveling the mire



This ancient house we will kindly salute

It is an old custom you need not dispute



We are here in this place, orderly we stand

We're the jolly wassail boys with a bowl in our hands



We hope that your apple trees will prosper and bear

And bring forth good cider when we come next year

We hope that your barley will prosper and grow

That you may have plenty and some to bestow



Good Mistress and Master how can you forbear

Come fill up out bowl with cider or beer



Good Mistress and Master sitting down at your ease

Put your hands in your pockets and give what you please



I wish you a blessing and a long time to live

Since you've been so free and willing to give



@seasonal @ritual @drink @plant

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