The oak and the ash and the bonny rowan-tree
They're all a growing green in the old country
And it's home, boys, home
Home I'd like to be, home for a while in the old country
Where the oak and the ash and the bonny rowan tree
They're all a-growing green in the old country...

and

The holly bears a berry, as blood it is red

and

Down by the sally gardens, my love and I did meet