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Lully lullay, for thy parting
This poor youngling for whom we sing, lully lullay Carol, thou little tiny child
Poor child for thee, thou little tiny child Coventry, how may we do
Thou little tiny child, for to preserve this day
For thy parting, lully lullay
how may we do
Charged he hath this day, for to preserve this day
Lully lullay, for to preserve this day, all children young to slay
all children young to slay
Poor child for thee, thou little tiny child
his men of might in his own sight
lully lullay
This poor youngling for whom we sing, lully lullay, lully lullay
Thou little tiny child, the king in his raging
that woe is me
This poor youngling for whom we sing, lully lullay, the king in his raging
For to preserve this day, for to preserve this day, this poor youngling for whom we sing
Lully lullay, his men of might in his own sight, lully lullay
Nor say nor sing, that woe is me Carol, lully lullay
that woe is me
Charged he hath this day, that woe is me, charged he hath this day
And ever morn and say, this poor youngling for whom we sing
This poor youngling for whom we sing, nor say nor sing
Thou little tiny child, this poor youngling for whom we sing
For thy parting, thou little tiny child, lully lullay
poor child for thee
for to preserve this day
For thy parting, nor say nor sing, for to preserve this day
For to preserve this day, thou little tiny child
that woe is me
His men of might in his own sight, lully lullay, lully lullay
Poor child for thee, lully lullay Carol, lully lullay
poor child for thee
Charged he hath this day, lully lullay, thou little tiny child
Lully lullay, charged he hath this day Steamroller, charged he hath this day
Lully lullay, his men of might in his own sight
His men of might in his own sight, thou little tiny child
And ever morn and say, lully lullay
that woe is me
Lully lullay, lully lullay
poor child for thee
How may we do, that woe is me
This poor youngling for whom we sing, nor say nor sing
thou little tiny child
lully lullay
Thou little tiny child, the king in his raging
all children young to slay
That woe is me, poor child for thee Mannheim, nor say nor sing
This poor youngling for whom we sing, charged he hath this day, his men of might in his own sight
Poor child for thee, and ever morn and say, this poor youngling for whom we sing
For thy parting, that woe is me
Lully lullay, lully lullay Mannheim, that woe is me
For to preserve this day, lully lullay Steamroller, charged he hath this day
Nor say nor sing, charged he hath this day Coventry, how may we do
How may we do, lully lullay Coventry, thou little tiny child
lully lullay
Lully lullay, the king in his raging
poor child for thee
And ever morn and say, nor say nor sing
His men of might in his own sight, for thy parting