Oh the little king Jesus Is a-smiling in his sleep, While the angels are a-singing in the sky. Oh the little king Jesus Hears the tinkling of the sheep, For the shepherds are a-drawing very nigh. Listen to them bells a-ringing, Listen to them angels singing. All the glittering sky is filled with them, All over Bethlehem. A little king has come to earth, And they're a-singing of his birth All over Bethlehem Oh them old-time shepherds Are a-coming through the door, For with haste, the country road alone, they trod. Oh them old-time shepherds Are a-kneeling on the floor With a wooly lamb, to give the Son of God.. Oh them three wise monarchs Who were travelling from afar, For the little baby king they want'd to see. Oh them three wise monarchs Were a-following the star, And it brought them to his cabin same as me. Lt. Com. Wiggins
Oh the little king Jesus Is a-smiling in his sleep, While the angels are a-singing in the sky. Oh the little king Jesus Hears the tinkling of the sheep, For the shepherds are a-drawing very nigh.
Listen to them bells a-ringing, Listen to them angels singing. All the glittering sky is filled with them, All over Bethlehem. A little king has come to earth, And they're a-singing of his birth All over Bethlehem
Oh them old-time shepherds Are a-coming through the door, For with haste, the country road alone, they trod. Oh them old-time shepherds Are a-kneeling on the floor With a wooly lamb, to give the Son of God..
Oh them three wise monarchs Who were travelling from afar, For the little baby king they want'd to see. Oh them three wise monarchs Were a-following the star, And it brought them to his cabin same as me.
Lt. Com. Wiggins