Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus, lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky look down where he lay
The little Lord Jesus, asleep on a hay
Oh, I'm sorry (no problem)
One more? (Okay)
Yeah, yo-ho
Yippee, yippee (hooray)
Alright, good job
Cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus, no crying, he makes
I love the Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle, 'til morning is night
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