Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
As the holly groweth green,
And never changeth hue,
So I am, and ever hath been
Unto my lady true;
Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
As the holly groweth green
With ivy all alone,
When flowerys cannot be seen
And green-wood leaves be gone.
Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
Now unto my lady
Promise to her I make,
From all other only
To her I me betake.
Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
Adieu, mine own lady,
Adieu, my specïal,
Who hath my heart truly,
Be sure, and ever shall.
Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,
Green groweth the holly.
[00:01.774]Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
[00:09.182]Though winter blasts blow never so high,
[00:17.008]Green groweth the holly.
[00:21.036]As the holly groweth green,
[00:25.244]And never changeth hue,
[00:28.685]So I am, and ever hath been
[00:32.916]Unto my lady true;
[00:37.492]Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
[00:45.324]Though winter blasts blow never so high,
[00:53.486]Green groweth the holly.
[00:57.948]As the holly groweth green
[01:01.932]With ivy all alone,
[01:06.326]When flowerys cannot be seen
[01:10.478]And green-wood leaves be gone.
[01:15.053]Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
[01:22.596]Though winter blasts blow never so high,
[01:30.390]Green groweth the holly.
[01:34.748]Now unto my lady
[01:38.453]Promise to her I make,
[01:42.206]From all other only
[01:46.453]To her I me betake.
[01:50.588]Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
[01:57.765]Though winter blasts blow never so high,
[02:06.070]Green groweth the holly.
[02:10.132]Adieu, mine own lady,
[02:14.694]Adieu, my specïal,
[02:18.972]Who hath my heart truly,
[02:23.388]Be sure, and ever shall.
[02:31.389]Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
[02:39.324]Though winter blasts blow never so high,
[02:48.085]Green groweth the holly.
[02:53.332]Green groweth the holly; so doth the ivy.
[03:00.780]Though winter blasts blow never so high,
[03:08.861]Green groweth the holly.