Sugar Wassail Songtext
von Waterson:Carthy

A wassail, a wassail, a wassail we begin
With sugar strands and cinnamon and all the treasures in
With a wassail, a wassail, a jolly wassail
And may joy come to you and to our wassail.


And if you any maids within your house as I suppose you′ve done
They'd not let us stand a-wassailing so long on this cold stone
With a wassail, a wassail, a jolly wassail
And may joy come to you and to our wassail.

We′ll cut a toast from off the log and sat it by the fire
We'll wassail bees and apple trees until your heart's desire
With a wassail, a wassail, a jolly wassail
And may joy come to you and to our wassail.

Bring out your silver tankard, likewise you kissing spear
We′ll come no more a-wassailing until another year
With a wassail, a wassail, a jolly wassail
And may joy come to you and to our wassail.