Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Sisters, too, how may we do for to preserve this day.
This young King for whom we sing, bye, bye, lullee, lullay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Herod in his raging chargeth hath he this day.
Men of might in his sight children young to slay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Woe is me, poor Child, for thee and ev'ry morn and day.
For thy parting neither say nor sing, bye, bye, lullee, lullay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay.