Down in old Judea
There lived an evil king
Who never heard of mercy
And killing was his thing.
He heard a word or two
About a baby who
Had come to town to steal his crown,
That's what he would do.
It drove King Herod wild!
He knew this little child
Just had to go. He had to go.
Oh King Herod! What a thing to do
When this little baby means no harm to you!
Woe, woe, woe, woe!
[woe, woe, woe, woe.]
Fortune smiled on Herod,
'Cos when the wise men came
He thought their trip to Bethlehem
Would suit his evil game.
[Oh woe. Oh woe. Oh woe. Oh woe.]
Before they went away
He had some things to say:
They must relay without delay
Where the baby lay.
Pretending he would praise,
He planned to end the days
Of Jesus Christ, of Jesus Christ.
Oh King Herod! What a thing to do
When this little baby means no harm to you!
Woe, woe, woe, woe, woe____!
[woe, woe, woe, woe, woe.]