Harry Belafonte — Glory Manger

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