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