Those old pagans had a song for everything.
Not just holidays, not just fun. Work, too.
Rowing. Plowing. Sowing. Mowing.
Chopping wood. Cleaning. Weaving.
Hell, they even had a song for wiping your butt.
(As a matter of fact, the butt-wiping song is one that I happen to know. So does anyone that's ever raised a kid. And no, I'm not going to sing it for you.)
The worst fact of pagan history is that we've lost most of our old songs forever.
But not all of them.