Coventry Carol Lyrics

O sisters, too,
How may we do,
For to preserve this day;
This poor youngling, for whom we sing,

By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, thou little tiny child
By, by lully lullay
Lullay, 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.

Lullay, thou little tiny child.
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, thou little tiny child.
By, by, lully, lullay.

Then woe is me, poor child, for thee,
And every mourn and day;
For thy parting, nei to say nor sing,

By, by, lully, lullay?.