Song parody of
We Three Kings
by Straight No Chaser
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We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
Oh star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to rein
Oh star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising
Worship Him, God most high
Oh star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Myrrh is mine, a bitter perfume
Breathes of life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, breathing, dying
Sealed in the stone cold tomb
Oh, oh, oh, star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Guide us to Thy perfect light
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
Oh star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to rein
Oh star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising
Worship Him, God most high
Oh star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Myrrh is mine, a bitter perfume
Breathes of life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, breathing, dying
Sealed in the stone cold tomb
Oh, oh, oh, star of wonder, star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Guide us to Thy perfect light
Guide us to Thy perfect light
