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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,
sun, running away
From the blue
He ran with no direction in mind, just
Running like a crazy colt
And he's gonna run let the four winds slap his
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
[Chorus:]
Calling heaven
Seeking mercy
Tell me there's a place for these
What of the children who have never felt a love
Tender as the morning
are with me
I love you more each day, yes I do, yes I do
I'd let you go away,
if you take me with you
Don't you know, dindi
I'd be running
I never saw the end in sight
Fools are kind of blind
Thought everything was going alright
But I was running out of time
'Cause you had one foot
children's shoes
Through the alley, back from hell
When you hear that steeple bell
You must say goodbye to me
Wipe him down with gasoline
Till his arms are
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely bargin' in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marryin'
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,
are with me
I love you more each day, yes I do, yes I do
I'd let you go away
If you take me with you
Don't you know, Dindi
I'd be running
And stay by my side
'Til morning is nigh
Be near me, Lord Jesus
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me, I pray
Bless all the dear children
In
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
I'm ethereal, my children are legion, serial
They stick to my skin like beloved cysts
I tear away with my nails and teeth and fists
Touch
I believe that children are our future;
Teach them well and let them lead the way.
Show them all the beauty they possess inside.
Give them a sense
a night
Splendid and serene
Journeying where there's a chill in the air
Through this wint'ry scene
In the chill, what a thrill
Children's eyes are
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where He lay
The little Lord
she's much too far away, she can't hear a word you say
You've heard some frightening news on the radio
About little boys running away from home
AWAY IN A MANGER
Writer W.J. Kirkpatrick
Away in a manger, no crib for His bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head, The stars in the sky
In darkness we do what we can
In daylight we're oblivion
Our hearts so raw and clear
Are turning away, turning away from here
On water we have
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care
And take us to heaven to live with thee there.
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord
day.
We can climb a dirty mountain,
And still our hands be clean.
Running underneath a rainbow,
A children's fantasy.
We walked along, our
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
orange!)
You can't touch me, everybody loves me
Listening to my music, children are gettin' ugly
If I told you everything I was thinkin' it wouldn't be G
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,
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