WASSAIL!!

Oh apple tree we'll Wassail thee in hopes that thou will bear
The lord does know where we shall be to be merry another year
To blow well and to bear well, and so merry let us be:
Let every man drink up his cup, here's health to the old apple tree.

Apples now--
Hats full,
Caps full,
Barrels full,
Three bushel bags full,
Barn floors full,
And even a little heap under the stairs.
Hip, Hip, Hooray! Hip, Hip, Hooray! Hip, Hip, HOORAY!
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