Deck the halls with boughs of holly

'Tis the season to be jolly

Don we now our gay apparel

Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol

See the blazing Yule before us.

Strike the harp and join the chorus.

Follow me in merry measure.

While I tell of Yule-tide treasure.

Fast away the old year passes.

Hail the new year, lads and lasses

Sing we joyous, all together.

Heedless of the wind and weather.