Music

Mistletoe, in ancient lore,
Had magic power to heal the sick.
They once hung holly on the door
To watch and ward against Old Nick.

Midwinter skies grow gloomy and dark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow),
Shivering trees standing naked and stark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow).
But we’ll bite our thumbs at Old Jack Frost;
The hope for Spring need never be lost
Wherever the evergreens grow, my dears,
Wherever the evergreens grow!

In the window place the tree
With tinsel, bells and fairy lights.
In ev’ry house they seem to be
Like gems ablaze through winter nights.

Midwinter skies grow gloomy and dark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow),
Shivering trees standing naked and stark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow).
But we’ll bite our thumbs at Old Jack Frost;
The hope for Spring need never be lost
Wherever the evergreens grow, my dears,
Wherever the evergreens grow!

Crowning all, the Christmas Rose
With blood-red bloom and bitter thorn,
A boundless love to heal our woes.
Remember this on Christmas morn.

Midwinter skies grow gloomy and dark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow),
Shivering trees standing naked and stark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow).
But we’ll bite our thumbs at Old Jack Frost;
The hope for Spring need never be lost
Wherever the evergreens grow, my dears,
Wherever the evergreens grow!

Throw a Yule log on the hearth
To keep us warm throughout the night.
We’ll celebrate the Holy Birth
Until the coming of the light.

Midwinter skies grow gloomy and dark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow),
Shivering trees standing naked and stark,
(Hey ho, the cold winds blow).
But we’ll bite our thumbs at Old Jack Frost;
The hope for Spring need never be lost
Wherever the evergreens grow, my dears,
Wherever the evergreens grow!
Wherever the evergreens grow!