Reba McEntire
"Away In A Manger"

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down His sweet head

The stars in the sky
Look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes

I love thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle
Till morning is nigh