Lyrics:
knew it, you knew it, you blew it
But I know one better, you better pay attention
Just listen, to what I have to say
Sweet Jesus in the house, so
to the ground in sweet surrender
Jesus be my Light and my Deliverer!
Oo oo lay lay lou ya, Oo oo lay lay lou ya
Oo oo lay lay lou ya, Oo oo lay lay lou ya
Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay
Little lord
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
The little
(Waylon Jennings)
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
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the Heaven
Looked down where He lay
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
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
Away in a manger
no crib for his bed
The little Lord Jesus
lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked
down where He lay
The little Lord
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
lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side
'Til morning is nigh
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
on life number seven
Life number seven, that's crazy
I once heard a tale about a sweet little baby
He died, went to heaven, came back with a story
He said
No question about it
Queens represent!
Uh! say what?
Queens represent! Yeah
Come on!
Get down baby, down down down down down now!
Queens
Baby, I like-like myself too much, eh
I think you caught me giving up
Won't you wake up
Baby take me by the hand
I'll show you to Hell again
Baby, I
It was a sad day in Omaha,
The family gathered to say there last good byes
to a sweet little girl so full of life
wonderin why the pretty baby had
sweet (nah, nah), it's on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
To your Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon
You'll get a genuine, stimulated
Pink, Plastic Baby Jesus Television Light
For your television set
With a halo
To your Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon
You'll get a genuine, stimulated
Pink, Plastic Baby Jesus Television Light
For your television set
With a halo
Last time I pooped man it was (very recent)
Ice Age Baby lookin' dead paying homage
I’m kidding he a jerk smell like cottage
Eating up farts while his
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She
ay
She dey call her children one by one
She no fit sleep if she never call Sleeq o
She go say Jumabee can you give the phone to Nikee
Her only
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven and she's Daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven and she's Daddy's Little Girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
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