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 la.
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
While I tell of Yuletide treasure,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Does anyone else think the lyricist got really lazy? Every other line of this song goes "fa la la la la la la la la" which essentially means the lyricist only had to work half as hard on this. I'm not complaining though; it means people who find it difficult remembering lyrics (like me) can brag of knowing 50% of the words to this carol. 54.17%, if you count "deck the halls with boughs of holly".
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