Lullay Lullay

Lullay, lullay
My little tiny child
By-by, lullay, lullayLullay, lullay
My little tiny child
By-by, lullay, lullayOh, sisters two
How may we do
For to preserve this day?This poor youngling
Of whom we do sing
By-by, lullay, lullayHerod the King
In his raging
Charged he hath this dayHis men of might
In his own sight
All children young to slayThen woe is me
Poor child for thee
And ever mourn and sayFor thy parting
Nor say nor sing
By-by, lullay, lullayLullay, lullay
My little tiny child
By-by, lullay, lullayLullay, lullay
My little tiny child
By-by, lullay, lu
By-by, lullay, lu
By-by, lullay, lu