wassail wassail all over the town the cup it is white and the ale it is brown the cup is made of the good ashen tree and so is the malt of the finest barley oh master and missus are you all within pray open the door and let us come in oh master and missus who sit by the fire pray think of the trav lers who walk through the mire oh where is the maid with the silver hairpin to open the door and let us come in oh master and missus it is our desire a good loaf and cheese and a toast by the fire there was an old man and he had an old cow and how for to keep her he didn t know how he built up a barn for to keep his cow warm and a drop of good cider will do us no harm the good dog of langport he burnt his long tail and this is the night we go singing wassail oh master and missus now we must be gone bless all in this house til we come again bless all in this house til we come again 