Soal, soal, soal cake, please, good Mrs., a soal cake. An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, Any good thing to make us all merry. One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all. God bless the master of this house and the mistress also, And all the little children that 'round the table go. The cattle in your stable, the dog by your front door, And all that dwell within ye gates, we wish you ten times more. Chorus Go down into the cellar and see what you can find. If the barrels are not empty, we hope you will be kind. We hope you will be kind with your apple and your pear, For we'll come no more a-soalin' till this time next year. Chorus The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin. I have a little pocket to put a penny in. If you haven't got a penny, a half-penny will do. If you haven't got a half-penny, then God bless you. Chorus