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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The rising of the sun,
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And the running of the deer,
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The playing of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing in the choir.
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The holly bears a berry,
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As sweet as any flower,
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And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
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To be our sweet Saviour.
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The rising of the sun,
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And the running of the deer,
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The playing of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing 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 Christ,
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For to do us sinners good.
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The rising of the sun,
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And the running of the deer,
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The playing of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing in the choir.
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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 Christ,
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On Christmas Day in the morn'.
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The rising of the sun,
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And the running of the deer,
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The playing of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing in the choir.
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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 Christ,
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For to redeem us all.
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The rising of the sun,
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And the running of the deer,
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The playing of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing in the choir.
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The playing of the merry organ,
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Sweet singing in the choir.
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The Holly and the Ivy
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| John McDermott |
