Vaughan Williams had grote interesse in volksmuziek : hij was voorzitter van de English Folk Dance and Song Society en maakte prachtige volkslied-koorarrangementen. Deze Wassail Song is er eentje van en de versie lijkt het meest op het lokale gebruik in zijn geboortestreek Gloucestershire. In het lied hoor je de stoet in de verte aankomen onder het roepen van "Wassail". Dan volgt de heilswens met een ode aan de butler en aan de dienstmeid (die de deur open moet doen), om vervolgens weer in de verte te verdwijnen.
Wassail! Wassail! Wassail all over the town Our bread it is white and our ale it is brown Our bowl it is made of a green maple tree In the Wassail bowl we'll drink unto thee ! Wassail! Here's a health to the ox and to his right eye Pray God send our master good Christmas pie A good Christmas pie as e'er I did see In the wassail bowl we'll drink unto thee. Wassail! Here's a health to the ox and to his right horn Pray God send our master good crop of corn A good crop of corn as e'er I did see In the wassail bowl we'll drink unto thee. Wassail! Here's a health to the ox and to his long tail [Wassail all over the town, wassail!] Pray God send our master a good cask of ale A good cask of ale as e'er I did see In the wassail bowl we'll drink unto thee. Wassail! Come butler come fill us a bowl of the best Then I pray that your soul in heav'n may rest But if you do bring us a bowl of the small May the devil take butler bowl and all! Then here's to the maid in the lively white smock Who tripped to the door and slipped back the lock Who tripped to the door and pulled back the pin For to let these jolly wassailers walk in. Wassail! Wassail all over the town. Wassail, wassail, wassail ...