| G | Em | G | Em | G | Am | |
| Come down to the man | ger, see the little str | anger |
| C | D | G | |
| Wr | apped in swaddling clo | thes, the prince of pe | ace |
| G | Am | |
| Wheels start tur | ning, torches start bu | rning |
| C | D | G | |
| And the o | ld wise men jou | rney from the E | ast |
| CHORUS: |
| Em | D | C | G | |
| How a li | ttle baby b | oy bring the pe | ople so much j | oy |
| Am | |
| Son of a car | penter, Mary carried the light |
| D | G | |
| This must be Christmas, must b | e ton | ight |
| A shepherd on a hillside, while over my flock I bide |
| Oh a cold winter night a band of angels sing |
| In a dream I heard a voice saying "fear not, come rejoice |
| It's the end of the beginning, praise the new born king" |
| CHORUS |
| I saw it with my own eyes, written up in the skies |
| But why a simple herdsmen such as I |
| And then it came to pass, he was born at last |
| Right below the star that shines on high |
| CHORUS |
| (from Islands, 1977) |
| (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu) |