Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child 
By, by, lully, lullay, thou little tiny child 
By, by, lully, lullay 
O! Sisters too 
How may we do 
For to preserve this day 
This pore yongling 
For whom we do singe 
"By, by, lully, lullay"? 
Herod, the king 
In his raging 
Charged he hath this day 
His men of might 
In his owne sight 
All yonge children to slay 
That wo is me 
Pore child for thee 
And ever morne and may 
For thy parting 
Nether say nor sing 
"By, by, lully, lullay"