A Christmas miracle of Rat-pack proportions, courtesy of Lyn Gunsalus:
Verses 2&3 are the clear highlights:
Now, the cows they go moo moo
They woke up the kid
But that little trooper
Never flipped his lid!
I dig thee lord Jesus
Oh, look down from your sky
And hang by my cradle, Jack
Til morning swings by
Hey, that swingin’ manger
It’s one cuckoo bed
