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
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
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
By by, lully lullay
Lully, lulla, thou little tiny child
By by, lully lullay
By by, lully lullay