The Holly And The Ivy - Kate Rusby

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.

CHORUS:

O the rusing of the sun,

And the running of the deer,

The laying of the merry organ,

Sweet singing all in the choir,

The holly bears a berry,

As red as any blood,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus,

To do poor sinners good.

CHORUS

The holly bears a blossom,

As white as lily flower,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus,

To be our sweet Saviour.

CHORUS

The holly bears a bark,

As bitter as any gall,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus,

For to redeem us all

CHORUS

The holly bears a prickle,

As sharp as any thorn,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus,

On Christmas Day in the morn.

CHORUS

Oh the holly bears a flower,

As white as any milk,

And Mary bore sweet Jesus

All wrapped up in silk.