Coventry Carol

Lullay, thou little tiny child, By-bye lully, lullay. Lullay, thou little tiny child, By-bye lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do For to preserve this day, This poor youngling for whom we sing By-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, By-bye lully, lullay