“Oh apple tree we wassail thee, and happily you will bear,

For the Lord doth know where we shall be come apples another year,

To bloom well and to bear well, so let us merry be,     

Let everyone take off their hat and shout to the old apple tree.”

·         Spoken by all those at the tree;

“Oh apple tree we wassail thee and hope that you shall bear,

Hat full, cap full, three bushel bags full, and a little heap under the stair.”

Also..

Wassail and wassail all over the town,
The cup it is white and the ale it is brown,
The cup it is made of the good ashen tree,
And so is the malt of the best barley.

Refrain
For it’s your wassail and it’s our wassail,
And its joy be to you and a jolly wassail!

Oh master and missus, are you all within?
Pray open the door and let us come in,
O master and missus a-sitting by the fire,
Pray think on us poor travelers, a-traveling in the mire. Refrain

Oh where is the maid with the silver-headed pin
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. Refrain

The girt dog of Langport, he burnt his long tail,
And this is the night we go singing wassail,
O master and missus now we must be gone,
God bless all in this house until we do come again. Refrain