The Little Road to Bethlehem

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 Boy among the hay
Across the air the silver sheepbells 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 Boy, 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



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Head, Margaret Rose
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