The Holly & The Ivy Lyrics - John Mcdermott

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 a berry, as sweet as any 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, for to do us 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 playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir