Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # Nay, Nay, Ivy! 1. Nay, nay, Ivy! It may not be, ywis, For Holly must have the mastery As the manner is. 2. Holly beareth berries, Berries red enough; The throstlecock, the popinjay Dance in every bough. 3. Welaway, sorry Ivy! What fowls hast thou But the sorry owlet That singeth "How, how!"? 4. Ivy beareth berries As black as any sloe, Thee cometh the wood culver, And feedeth her of tho; 5. She lifteth up her tail And she cakes ere she go; She would not for an hundred pound Serve Holly so. 6. Holly with his merry men They can dance in hall; Ivy and her gentle women Cannot dance at all, 7. But like a meiny of bullocks In a waterful, Or on a hot summer's day When they be mad all. 8. Holly and his merry men Sit in chairs of gold; Ivy and her gentle women Sit without in fold, 9. With a pair of kibed Heels caught with cold; So would I that every man had That with Ivy will hold! Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #