Green Grows the Holly

Green grows the holly

And so does the ivy

Through the winter winds blue na'er so high

Green grows the holly

Gay are the flowers

Hedgerows and the ploughhands

The days grow long, longer in the sun

So soft fall the showers

Mmm

Full gold the harvest

And grain for your labor

With God must work for daily bread

Or else, man, we'll starve

Fast fall the shed leaves

Russet and yellow

But resting buds are smug and safe

Where swung the dead leaves

Swung the dead leaves

Green grows the holly

And so does the ivy

The God of life can never die

And hope, says the holly

Green grows the holly

Oh

Green grows the holly

So does the ivy