Coventry Carol text


                                 COVENTRY CAROL


                        Lully, lulla, thou little tiny child.

                        By by, lully, lullay.


                        O sisters too, how may we do

                        For to preserve this day

                        This poor youngling, for whom we do sing

                        By by, lully, lullay?


                        Herod the king, in his raging,

                        Charged he hath this day

                        His men of might, in his own sight

                        All young children to slay.


                        That woe is me poor child for thee,

                        And ever morn and day,

                        For thy parting neither say nor sing

                        By by, lully, lullay.