Pondering Yet Another Silly Issue.

An unknown writer apparently from America, put ink to pen using a much older tune to produce a song that can be viewed as being about a person.

Consider if you will, that the author of the lyrics had in their employ, someone named, Fa la la la la la la la la. The person, who I will occasionally refer to as "Fa" may have been a servant of the author of the lyrics.

The author may also have been alone most of the time and used "Fa" to help them deal with everyday matters and matters that came up during the Christmas Season.

One way of demonstrating my outrageous belief is to provide the lyrics as published in the early 1880's and the substitute a common name after the original lyrics are posted thereby allowing you readers a better chance at understanding my ridiculous point.

So here goes:

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa 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.

See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Strike the harp and join the chorus.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

While I tell of Yule tide treasure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

The first publication date of Deck the Halls is 1881. The author is unknown but the words are said to originate in America.

Now let's look at the lyrics if we change the name of the individual from "Fa" to another name that has recently been found in the local news:

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Bob.

Tis the season to be jolly,
Bob.

Don we now our gay apparel,
Bob.

Troll the ancient Yule tide carol,
Bob.

See the blazing Yule before us,
Bob.

Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Bob.

Follow me in merry measure,
Bob.

While I tell of Yule tide treasure,
Bob.

Fast away the old year passes,
Bob.

Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Bob.

Sing we joyous, all together,
Bob.

Heedless of the wind and weather,
Bob.

As you should now be able to see, the author of the lyrics used, perhaps his servant, to do tasks and join in festivities around the Christmas Season and inside the author's home.

Whether Fa la la la la la la la la, Bob, or anyone else enjoyed or would enjoy the tasks is another story which need not be discussed within this post. Unless you wish to.

Merry Christmas. Happy New Year. Happy Holidays, Happy Festivus!