| My true love sits in a forest glade | 
| In the springtime’s golden light | 
| The flowers, they dance in the gentle breeze | 
| And the warm sun shines so bright | 
| And of all the flowers in the forest | 
| And all trees that do abound | 
| The ones that please my heart the most | 
| Are green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| The holly yew and the ivy tree | 
| Are green the whole year 'round | 
| When summer comes and the days are hot | 
| And the birds are full of song | 
| In the quiet shade of that leafy glade | 
| That is where my heart belongs | 
| For I know whenever I look for you | 
| That is where you can be found | 
| As you take your ease 'neath your favourite trees | 
| That are green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| The holly yew and the ivy tree | 
| Are green the whole year 'round | 
| But the summer fades and the days grow short | 
| And the autumn winds they blow | 
| And the leaves of gold come tumbling down | 
| To the forest far below | 
| Memories of other days come tumbling from the past | 
| To remind us, like the seasons do | 
| That life goes by so fast | 
| The winter lays her fingers cold | 
| On dark and lonely nights | 
| But Christmas it will soon be here | 
| To usher in the light | 
| And when morning breaks and the bells ring out | 
| It is such a joyous sound | 
| To hear them echo in the trees | 
| That are green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| The holly yew and the ivy tree | 
| Are green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| The holly yew and the ivy tree | 
| Are green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| Green the whole year 'round | 
| The holly yew and the ivy tree | 
| Are green the whole year 'round |