The mistletoe on the vine

 Oh the stars are cracking in the sky

And the starlings are on the line

The apple trees give up their leaves

For their mistletoe on the vine

I say hello to the crow

I say hi to the pigeon

And the fellow in rags

With the homeless mags

Still the mistletoe grows on the vine

I see the snow

And the winter throws

The warmth and mold wine

But I've nowhere to go

And the starlings stow

Near the mistletoe on the vine

Keep me warm oh Jesus do

The sorrow of the hedgerow is mine

But it's all a glow, the holly tree grows

Like the mistletoe on the vine