Red Sovine



Away in a manger no crib for a bed

That's the song my little three year old sang as I kissed her forehead

Then very sincere and to my surprise

A few small tears filled up in her eyes.



And then she said Daddy, where did baby Jesus lay

And I said Honey, little Jesus had to sleep on the hay

Then in her prayers that night I heard her softly say

Jesus, I'll take care of you, come live with me today.



My little girl said Daddy, take my money and buy a little bed

And put a blanket on Him and kiss His little head

You know baby Jesus need a place where He can stay all night

And you can let Him have my room Daddy, that'll be alright.



Well, she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face

Just for certain that she'd solved the baby Jesus case

No one else could help Him on that cold, dark night

But now my little daughter had made everything alright.



Away in a manger, now He has a bed

Where the little Lord Jesus can lay down His sweet head

The stars in the sky look down where he lay

Now the little Lord Jesus don't have to sleep on the hay.



(Away in the manger no crib for a bed

The little Lord Jesus layed down His sweet head...)