The Little Road to Bethlehem lyrics

As I walk down the road at set of sun

The lambs were calling homeward one by one

I heard a sheep bell softly calling them

Along the little road to Bethlehem

Beside an open door as I drew nigh

I heard sweet Mary singing lullaby

She sang about the lambs at close of day

And rocked her tiny king among the hay

Across the air the silver sheep bell 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, sing lullaby

As I walk down the road at set of sun

The lambs were coming homeward one by one

I heard a sheep bell softly calling them

Along the little road to Bethlehem