The Holly and the Ivy
In country or in town
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The Holly wears the crown

The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the pipes so merry
Sweet singing in the air

The Holly has the deep roots
That hold the earth so fast
And the Ivy climbs on castle walls
Telling stories of the past

The Holly bears the berry
As red as any blood
And the Ivy keeps her secrets safe
In the shadows of the wood

The Holly bears the prickle
As sharp as any thorn
And the Ivy is the first to see
When the baby sun is born

The Ivy is the Queen
And the Holly is the King
On Solstice Eve their wedding is
And together they will sing

Yule Songs