Pretty Little Baby Child The Oak Ridge Boys

Pretty little baby, lying in a manger
Staring at the strangers
Who've come so many miles
They were told to follow
The star up in the heavens
It brought them to the stable of the pretty little baby child

Could this be the kingdom
Of the High and Mighty
Is this the ruler, born here tonight
Should we lay our treasures
Here by the cradle
"Tell me are you the saviour, pretty little baby child?"

Sometimes the greatest of miracles
Comes from the smallest of things
They knew as they knelt there beside him
They were looking in the eyes of a King

And that his tiny little fingers
Would bring us together
For ever and ever, this pretty little baby child

Wonder of wonders there in the darkness
The light of the promise
How it shines in His eyes
The angels are singing
The Hallelujah Chorus
To the saviour before us: pretty little baby child