The holly and the ivy, - When they are both full grown, - Of all the trees that are in the wood, - The holly bears the crown: - The rising of the sun - And the running of the deer, - The playing of the merry organ, - Sweet singing in the choir...

How different, how very different 
from the home life !

Go, fetch to me a glass o' wine,
And fill it in a silver bowel,
That I may drink before I go
A service to my bonie lassie !
The boat rocks at the pier o'Leith,
Fu'loud the wind blaws frae the Ferry,
The ship rides by waves,
And I maun leave my Bonnie.