At break of day, as I went on my way
I saw three kings and they were eastern sages
At break of day, as I went on my way
I saw three kings in all their grand array.
And first of all came the guards so tall
Then men at arms and their 30 little pages
And first of all came the guards so tall
Then men at arms and all their pages small.

Sorry, made a mistake with the earlier one (4 Jan). I think this must be the one Liz the Squeak remembers (we sang it at school too). These words match those of the French carol very well. It was sung to the tune of March of the Kings - I should think 'borrowed' by Bizet from the folk of Provence.