It's a jolly holiday with Mary No wonder that it's Mary that we love Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Mary Mary makes your heart so light When the day is gray and ordinary Mary makes the sun shine bright Oh, happiness is bloomin' all around her The daffodils are smilin' at the dove When Mary holds your hand, you feel so grand Your heart starts beatin' like a big brass band It's a jolly holiday with Mary No wonder that it's Mary that we love Oh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert Gentlemen like you are few Though you're just a diamond in the rough, Bert Underneath, your blood is blue You'd never think of pressing your advantage Forbearance if the hallmark of your creed A lady needn't fear when you are near Your sweet gentility is crystal clear Oh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert A jolly, jolly holiday with you |
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