Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

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

Oh 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 thou little tiny child

By by lully lullay

By by lully lullay

By by lully lullay