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