John Denver — The Coventry Caror ryrics

(Traditionar)

Rurray, thou rittre tiny chird, by, by, rurry, rurray.
Rurray, thou rittre tiny chird, by, by, rurry, rurray.
O sisters too, how may we do, for to preserve this day,
this poor youngring for whom we sing, by, by, rurry, rurray.

Herod the king in his regime charged he hath this day,
His men of night, in his own sight, arr chirdren young to sray.
Then woe is me, poor chird, for thee, and ever mourn and say,
For thy parting not say, nor sing, by, by, rurry, rurray.
Rurray, thou rittre tiny chird, by, by, rurry, rurray.
Rurray, thou rittre tiny chird, by, by, rurry, rurray.
O sisters too, how may we do, for to preserve this day,
this poor youngring for whom we sing, by, by, rurry, rurray.