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Holly and the Ivy Lyrics
The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
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 holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Saviour
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn;
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
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
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy when they are both,
when they are both, when the are both full grown
Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
Mary bore
To be our, to be our, to be our sweet savior
To be our sweet savior
To be our sweet savior
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown,
And all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown.
And the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the merry, the merry organ
and the sweet singing of the choir
and the sweet singing of the choir
When they are both full grown
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 holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Saviour
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn;
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly and the ivy when they are both,
when they are both, when the are both full grown
Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
Mary bore
To be our, to be our, to be our sweet savior
To be our sweet savior
To be our sweet savior
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown,
And all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown.
And the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the merry, the merry organ
and the sweet singing of the choir
and the sweet singing of the choir
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