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
: 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
just a poor wayfarin' stranger Ya check with me, ya checking in with the danger I'm just a poor wayfarin' stranger Roaming the streets seeking Jesus in a manger
a goin' over home Ya see I'm a concrete buffalo soldier I gotta chip it's like boulder in my shoulder look in my eyes and you can see a red marble like
