Coventry Carol

Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child

Bye, bye, lully, lullay

O sisters too, how may we do

For to preserve this day

This poor young ling, for whom we do sing

Bye, bye, 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

Then woe is me, poor child, for thee

And ever mourn and say

For thy parting nor say nor sing

Bye, bye, lully, lullay

Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child

Bye, bye, lully, lullay