The Little Road to Bethlehem Lyrics
The Little Road to Bethlehem - Aled Jones
As I walked down the road at set of sun
The lambs were coming homewards one by one
I heard a sheepbell softly calling them
Along the little road to Bethlehem
Beside an open door as I drew nigh
I heard sweet Mary sing a lullaby
She sang about the lambs at close of day
And rocked her tiny King among the hay
Across the air the silver sheepbells rang
"The lambs are coming home " sweet Mary sang
"Your star of gold your star of gold is shining in the sky
So sleep my little King go lullaby"
As I walked down the road at set of sun
The lambs were coming homewards one by one
I heard a sheepbell softly calling them
Along the little road to Bethlehem