Текст песни Away in a Manger - Judy Collins
                                                Away 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                manger, 
                                                no 
                                                crib 
                                                for 
                                                His 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                little 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus 
                                                laid 
                                                down 
                                                His 
                                                sweet 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sky 
                                                looked 
                                                down 
                                                where 
                                                He 
                                                lay
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                little 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus 
                                                asleep 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                hay
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                cattle 
                                                are 
                                                lowing, 
                                                the 
                                                baby 
                                                wakes
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                little 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus, 
                                                no 
                                                crying 
                                                He 
                                                makes
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                Thee, 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus, 
                                                look 
                                                down 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                stay 
                                                by 
                                                my 
                                                cradle 
                                                'til 
                                                morning 
                                                is 
                                                neigh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                near 
                                                me, 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus, 
                                                    I 
                                                asked 
                                                Thee 
                                                to 
                                                stay
 
                                    
                                
                                                Close 
                                                by 
                                                me 
                                                forever 
                                                and 
                                                love 
                                                me, 
                                                    I 
                                                pray
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                bless 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                dear 
                                                children 
                                                in 
                                                Thy 
                                                tender 
                                                care
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                feed 
                                                us 
                                                for 
                                                Heaven 
                                                to 
                                                live 
                                                with 
                                                Thee 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Away 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                manger, 
                                                no 
                                                crib 
                                                for 
                                                His 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                little 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus 
                                                laid 
                                                down 
                                                His 
                                                sweet 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                bright 
                                                sky 
                                                looked 
                                                down 
                                                where 
                                                He 
                                                lay
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                little 
                                                Lord 
                                                Jesus 
                                                asleep 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                hay
 
                                    
                                
                            1 I'll Be Home for Christmas
2 Come Rejoice
3 Away in a Manger
4 Joy to the World
5 In the Bleak Mid Winter
6 Song for Sarajevo (I Dream of Peace)
7 Good King Wenceslas
8 All on a Wintry Night
9 Let It Snow
10 Silent Night
11 A Christmas Carol
12 Cherry Tree Carol
13 The Blizzard
14 The Wexford Carol
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