Coventry Carol

Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child By, by, lully, lullay Lullay, Thou little tiny Child By, by, lully, lullay [Verse 1] O sisters, too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling for whom we sing By, by, lully, lullay [Verse 2] Herod the King, in his raging Charged he hath this day His men of might, in his own sight All children young, to slay [Verse 3] Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee And ever morn and day For Thy parting, nor say nor sing By, by, lully, lullay