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| The Holly And The Ivy |
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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 |
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| O the rising of the sun |
| And the running of the deer |
| The playing of the merry organ |
| Sweet singing of the choir |
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| The holly bears a blossom |
| As white as lily flower |
| And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ |
| To be our sweet Saviour |
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| The holly bears a berry |
| As red as any blood |
| And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ |
| To do poor sinners good |
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| The holly bears a prickle |
| As sharp as any thorn; |
| And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ |
| On Christmas Day in the morn. |
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| The holly bears a bark |
| As bitter as any gall; |
| And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ |
| For to redeem us all. |
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| The holly and the ivy |
| Now both are full well grown, |
| Of all the trees that are in the wood, |
| The holly bears the crown. |
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