Coventry Carol

Lulla, thou little tiny child By by, lully, lullay Lullay, thou little tiny child By by, lully lullay Oh, sisters too, how may we do For to preserve this day? This poor youngling for whom we sing By by, lully lullay Herod, the king in his raging Charged he hath this day His men of might in his own sight All children young to slay This poor youngling for whom we sing By by, lully lullay That woe is me, poor child for Thee And ever morn and say For Thy parting, nor say nor sing By by, lully lullay By by, lully lullay