Glory Manger Harry Belafonte

They turned away Mary and Josef
Away from the inn
They turn 'way Mary and Josef
'Way from the inn
They turn 'way Mary and Josef
'Way from the inn

That's what made the glory manger
And the hallelujah, hallelujah
Wasn't that a bright Bethlehem morning
All around the glory manger

There in a stable she born him
Cold winter night
There in a stable she born him
Cold winter night
And there in a stable she born him
On a cold winter night

And sanctified the glory manger
And the hallelujah hallelujah
Wasn't that a bright Bethlehem morning
All around the glory manger

And all his pretty little fingers played in the straw
All his pretty little fingers played in the straw
And all his pretty little fingers played in the straw