The holly and the ivy,
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When they are both full grown,
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Of all the trees that are in the wood,
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The holly bears the crown.
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CHORUS:
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O the rusing of the sun,
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And the running of the deer,
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The laying of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing all in the choir,
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The holly bears a berry,
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As red as any blood,
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And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
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To do poor sinners good.
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CHORUS
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The holly bears a blossom,
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As white as lily flower,
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And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
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To be our sweet Saviour.
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CHORUS
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The holly bears a bark,
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As bitter as any gall,
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And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
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For to redeem us all
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CHORUS
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The holly bears a prickle,
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As sharp as any thorn,
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And Mary bore sweet Jesus,
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On Christmas Day in the morn.
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CHORUS
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Oh the holly bears a flower,
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As white as any milk,
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And Mary bore sweet Jesus
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The Holly And The Ivy
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| Kate Rusby |
