Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By-bye lully, lullay.
Lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By-bye lully, lullay.
O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day,
This poor Youngling for whom we sing
By-bye lully, lullay.
Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.
Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
And ever mourn and say;
For Thy parting nor say nor sing,
By-bye lully, lullay.
1 | Leaving on a jet plane |
2 | Sunshine On My Shoulders |
3 | Country Roads |
4 | Today |
5 | Thank God I’m A Country Boy |
6 | This Old Guitar |
7 | Rocky Mountain High |
8 | For You |
9 | If Ever |
10 | Poems, Prayers And Promises |