Little Road To Bethlehem (Album Version) Lyrics
| Song | Little Road To Bethlehem (Album Version) |
| Artist | Shawn Colvin |
| Album | "The Best Of" |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Head, Rose | |
| Little Road To Bethlehem | |
| shawn colvin | |
| As I walked down | |
| the road at set of sun | |
| The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
| I heard a sheepbell softly calling them | |
| Along the little road to Bethlehem. | |
| Beside an open door as I drew nigh | |
| I heard sweet Mary sing a lullaby | |
| She sang about the lambs at close of day | |
| And rocked her tiny king among the hay. | |
| Across the air the silver sheepbell rang | |
| The lambs are coming home, sweet Mary sang | |
| Your star of gold your star of gold is shining in the sky | |
| So sleep my little king, go lullaby. | |
| As I walked down the road at set of sun | |
| The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
| I heard a sheepbell softly calling them | |
| Along the little road to Bethlehem. |
| zuo ci : Head, Rose | |
| Little Road To Bethlehem | |
| shawn colvin | |
| As I walked down | |
| the road at set of sun | |
| The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
| I heard a sheepbell softly calling them | |
| Along the little road to Bethlehem. | |
| Beside an open door as I drew nigh | |
| I heard sweet Mary sing a lullaby | |
| She sang about the lambs at close of day | |
| And rocked her tiny king among the hay. | |
| Across the air the silver sheepbell rang | |
| The lambs are coming home, sweet Mary sang | |
| Your star of gold your star of gold is shining in the sky | |
| So sleep my little king, go lullaby. | |
| As I walked down the road at set of sun | |
| The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
| I heard a sheepbell softly calling them | |
| Along the little road to Bethlehem. |
| zuò cí : Head, Rose | |
| Little Road To Bethlehem | |
| shawn colvin | |
| As I walked down | |
| the road at set of sun | |
| The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
| I heard a sheepbell softly calling them | |
| Along the little road to Bethlehem. | |
| Beside an open door as I drew nigh | |
| I heard sweet Mary sing a lullaby | |
| She sang about the lambs at close of day | |
| And rocked her tiny king among the hay. | |
| Across the air the silver sheepbell rang | |
| The lambs are coming home, sweet Mary sang | |
| Your star of gold your star of gold is shining in the sky | |
| So sleep my little king, go lullaby. | |
| As I walked down the road at set of sun | |
| The lambs were coming homeward one by one | |
| I heard a sheepbell softly calling them | |
| Along the little road to Bethlehem. |
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