Sing sweet and low your lullaby
Till angels say, "amen."
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in bethlehem
While wise men follow through the dark
A star that beckons them
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in bethlehem
"A little child shall lead them," the prophets said of old
In storm and tempest keep 'em until the bells is tolled
Sing sweet and low your lullaby
Till angels say, "amen."
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in bethlehem
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in bethlehem