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.