The Holly And The Ivy

The holly and the ivy
Were working out their words
When something Happened poor Jesus Christ
Got caught up in the woods:
O, 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 flow'r
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our dear Saviour:
O, 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:
O, 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:
O, 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 the gall
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all:
O, 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
When they are both full grown
Of all 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 in the choir

Another Version of the song:
The holly and the ivy
When they are both full grown
Of all 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 in the choir
The holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flow'r
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our dear Saviour:

The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do poor sinners good

The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thron
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn:

The holly bears a bark
As bitter as the gall
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all

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