Deck The Halls / Bring A Torch, Jeannette, Isabella - Medley

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
 'Tis the season to be jolly
 (Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 Deck the halls with boughs of holly
 Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
 (Fa-la-la-la-la)
 Oh yeah (la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 I say
 'Tis the season to be jolly
 Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
 (Fa-la-la-la-la, 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 Yule-tide carol
 Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
 (Fa-la-la-la-la)
 Oh yeah (la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 See the blazing Yule before us
 Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
 (Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 Strike the harp and join the chorus
 Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
 (Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 Come on
 Follow we in merry measure
 Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
 While I tell the Christmas treasure
 Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
 (Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 Deck the halls with boughs of holly
 'Tis the season to be jolly
 (Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
 Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabelle
 Bring a torch, to the cradle run
 This is Jesus, good folk of the village
 Christ is born, and Mary calls you
 Ah, ah, lovely is the mother
 Ah, ah, lovely is the child
 It is wrong when the babe's sleeping
 It is wrong to cry so loud
 Quiet now, as you near the cradle
 Not a sound, His dream's disturbing
 Hush! hush! see Him so gently sleeping
 Hush! hush! smiling He sleeps and dreams