Lyrics
The holly and the ivy, when they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood -- the holly bears the crown
The rising of the sun and the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir
The holly bears a blossom as white as lily flowers
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ to be our Saviour
The rising of the sun and the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir
The holly bears a berry as red as any blood
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ to do sinners good
The rising of the sun and the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir
The holly bears a bark as bitter as a gall
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ for to redeem us all
The rising of the sun and the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir
