Track 3598/7The 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 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 more sweet, Jesus Christ, ought to do a sinner's 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 more 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 more sweet, Jesus Christ, ought 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