Choir of The Queen's College, Oxford, Owen Rees - The Three Kings
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The first king was very young
O balow, balow la lay
With doleful ballads on his tongue
O balow, balow la lay
He came bearing a branch of myrrh
Than which no gall is bitterer
O balow, balow la lay
Gifts for a baby King, O

The second king was a man in prime
O balow, balow la lay
The solemn priest of a solemn time
O balow, balow la lay
With eyes downcast and reverent feet
He brought his incense sad and sweet
O balow, balow la lay
Gifts for a baby King, O

The third king was very old
O balow, balow la lay
Both his hands were full of gold
O balow, balow la lay
Many a gaud and glittering toy
Baubles brave for a baby boy
O balow, balow la lay
Gifts for a baby King, O