Red Sovine Away in a manger no crib for a bed That's the song my little three year old sang as I kissed her forehead Then very sincere and to my surprise A few small tears filled up in her eyes And then she said Daddy, where did baby Jesus lay And I said Honey, little Jesus had to sleep on the hay Then in her prayers that night I heard her softly say Jesus, I'll take care of you, come live with me today My little girl said Daddy, take my money and buy a little bed And put a blanket on Him and kiss His little head You know baby Jesus need a place where He can stay all night And you can let Him have my room Daddy, that'll be alright Well, she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face Just for certain that she'd solved the baby Jesus case No one else could help Him on that cold, dark night But now my little daughter had made everything alright Away in a manger, now He has a bed Where the little Lord Jesus can lay down His sweet head The stars in the sky look down where he lay Now the little Lord Jesus don't have to sleep on the hay (Away in the manger no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus layed down His sweet head...)