["Bowl of Holly"] Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. Tis the season to be jolly, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. Don we now our gay apparel, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. Troll the ancient yuletide carol, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. ["Bowl of Holly"] Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. ["Bowl of Holly"] Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. ["Bowl of Holly"] Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. See the blazin' yule before us, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. Strike the harp and join the chorus, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. Follow me in merry measure, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la. While I tell of yuletide treasure, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
