Текст: Jessica Simpson. Merry Christmas Baby.

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
Pretty 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