Wassail, Wassail
May the coming year
Peace and plenty bring
To all who wassail here
Drink to the bud and the blossom
Drink to the root of the tree
Drink to the fruit of the summer
Wassail let cider run free
Fire at the spirit of winter
Fire at the spirit of night
Fire at the spirit of darkness
Wassail the bringer of light
Wassail the silver shilling
Wassail the silver moon
Wassail the silver apple
Drink hail the sign of the sun