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Away in a manger no crib for a bed |
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The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head |
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The stars in the sky look down where lay |
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The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay |
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The cattle are lowing, the poor Baby wakes |
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But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes |
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I love thee Lord Jesus look down from the sky |
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And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh |
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Away in a manger no crib for a bed |
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The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head |
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The stars in the Heavens look down where He lay |
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The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay |
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Away in a manger no crib for a bed |
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The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head |
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I love thee Lord Jesus look down from the sky |
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And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh |
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Stay by my cradle till morning is nigh |
