Lully, lallu, thou little tiny child
By by, lullay lullay
O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day
This poor youngling
For whom we sing
By by, lullay lullay
Lullay, lullay, thou little tiny child
By by, lullay lullay?
Herod, the king
In his raging
Charged he hath this day
His men of might
In his own right
All young children to slay
Lullay, thou little tiny child
By by, lullay lullay
That woe is me
Poor child for thee!
And every morn' and day
For thy parting
Neither say nor sing
By by, lullay lullay
Lullay, lullay, thou little tiny child
By by, lullay lullay
