The Very Most - Away in a Manger | Текст песни

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Away in a manger no crib for a bed.
The little lord Jesus lay down His sweet head.
The stars in the heavens look down where He lay.
The little lord Jesus asleep in the hay.

Asleep, asleep, asleep

The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes.
But little lord Jesus no crying He makes.
I love you lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle 'till morning is nigh.

Is nigh, is nigh, is nigh

Asleep, asleep, asleep


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