Lully, Lulla, Lullay

Lully, lulla, lully, lulla Lully, lulla, lully, lulla By by, lully, lullay 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 sing By by, lully, lullay? Lully, lulla, lully, lulla Lully, lulla, lully, lulla By by, lully, lullay Lully, lulla, Thou little tiny Child 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 Lully, lulla, lully, lulla Lully, lulla, lully, lulla By by, lully, lullay Lully, lulla, Thou little tiny Child By by, lully, lullay That woe is me Poor Child for Thee And ever morn and day For Thy parting Neither say nor sing By by, lully lullay Lully, lulla, lully, lulla Lully, lulla, lully, lulla By by, lully, lullay Lully, lulla, Thou little tiny Child By by, lully, lullay"