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The Holly And The Ivy

Music: Old French Melody
 Words: Traditional English

    D                       Bm                 A
The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown,
   D                      Bm               G           A7  D
Of all the trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown.
                               Bm             A7
The rising of the sun  And the running of the deer,
    D              Bm                  G          A7  D
The playing of the merry organ,  Sweet singing in the choir.



The holly bears the blossom,  As white as the lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ  To be our sweet 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 poor 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 prickle,  As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ  On Christmas day in the morn.
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 any 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.
The Holly And The Ivy
Key: D
Music: Old French Melody
 Words: Traditional English

    D                       Bm                 A

The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown,
   D                      Bm               G           A7  D

Of all the trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown.
                               Bm             A7

The rising of the sun  And the running of the deer,
    D              Bm                  G          A7  D

The playing of the merry organ,  Sweet singing in the choir.



The holly bears the blossom,  As white as the lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ  To be our sweet 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 poor 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 prickle,  As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ  On Christmas day in the morn.
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 any 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.




The Holly And The Ivy
Music Old French Melody
Words Traditional English

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 the blossom, As white as the lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To be our sweet 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 poor 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 prickle, As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ On Christmas day in the morn.
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 any 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.