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Feat. Willie Nelson I lay and I'm enter no crib for his bed The little Lord Jesus laid down in the sweet hay The stars in the sky looked down where he laid There's our Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay And the cattle are low in the baby awakes But little Lord Jesus no crime he makes I love you Lord Jesus come down from the sky Stay by my side, come on ... is mine He knew me Lord Jesus, I asked Him to stay Close by me forever and love me ... Bless all the deeds you ... and ... care And take us to heaven to ... I lay and I'm enter no crib for his bed The little Lord Jesus laid down in the sweet hay The stars in the sky looked down where he laid There's our Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay [Second song] Pretty ribbons of blue Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils writing I love you SongtextePretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue ... is he ... Down town shoppers, Christmas is nice And there he sits all alone on the sidewalk Opened but he won't pass him by Should you stop? Better not, much too busy You better hurry, my ... time endless flies And in the distance the ... laughter And in the ... the laughter he ain't crying Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils writing I love you Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils writing I love you Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Oh pretty papers, pretty ribbons of blue Aus Songtexte Mania