[00:00.54]The holly and the ivy
[00:03.68]When they are both full grown
[00:06.90]Of all the trees that are in the wood
[00:10.17]The holly bears the crown
[00:13.76]O the rising of the sun
[00:16.64]And the running of the deer
[00:20.17]The playing of the merry harp
[00:23.18]Sweet singing in the choir
[00:26.79]The holly bears a blossom
[00:29.65]As white as lily flower
[00:32.97]And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
[00:36.24]To be our sweet Saviour
[00:39.67]Oh, the rising of the sun
[00:42.42]And the running of the deer
[00:46.14]And the playing of the merry organ
[00:49.31]Sweet singing of the choir
[00:52.91]The holly bears a prickle
[00:55.76]As sharp as any thorn
[00:59.05]And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
[01:02.21]On Christmas Day in the morn
[01:05.88]Oh, the rising of the sun
[01:08.97]And the running of the deer
[01:12.23]And the playing of the merry organ
[01:15.58]Sweet singing of the choir
[01:19.03]The holly bears a berry
[01:21.98]As red as any blood
[01:25.32]And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
[01:28.36]To do poor sinners good
[01:45.11]The holly bears a bark
[01:48.24]As bitter as any gall
[01:51.45]And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
[01:54.71]For to redeem us all
[01:58.31]Oh, the rising of the sun
[02:00.90]And the running of the deer
[02:04.55]And the playing of the merry organ
[02:08.00]Sweet singing of the choir
[02:11.29]The holly and the ivy
[02:14.29]When they are both full grown
[02:17.65]Of all trees that are in the wood
[02:20.84]The holly bears the crown
[02:24.39]Oh, the rising of the sun
[02:27.56]And the running of the deer
[02:30.53]And the playing of the merry organ
[02:33.86]Sweet singing of the choir
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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
O the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry harp
Sweet singing in the choir
The holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Saviour
Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn
Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir
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 bark
As bitter as any gall
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all
Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of 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
Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
And the playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir