The holly and the ivy 
 When they are both full grown 
 Of all trees that are in the woods 
 The holly bears the crown 
 
 O the rising of the sun 
 And the running of the deer 
 The playing of the merry organ 
 Sweet singing in the choir 
 In the choir 
 
 The holly bears a blossom 
 As white as lily flower 
 And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ 
 To be our sweet saviour 
 
 O the rising of the sun 
 And the running of the deer 
 The playing of the merry organ 
 Sweet singing in the choir 
 In the choir 
 
 The holly bears a berry 
 As red as any blood 
 And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ 
 To do poor sinners good 
 
 O the rising of the sun 
 And the running of the deer 
 The playing of the merry organ 
 Sweet singing in the choir 
 In the choir 
 
 O the rising of the sun 
 And the running of the deer 
 The playing of the merry organ 
 Sweet singing in the choir 
 In the choir 
 
 O the rising of the sun 
 And the running of the deer 
 The playing of the merry organ 
 Sweet singing in the choir 
 Sweet singing in the choir