The Little Road To Bethlehem Songtext / Lyric

As I walked down the road at set of sun

The lambs were coming homeward 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 Boy 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 Boy, go lullaby."



As I walked down the road at set of sun

The lambs were coming homeward one by one

I heard a sheepbell softly calling them

Along the little road to Bethlehem