Art Garfunkel - Word From An Old Spanish Carol lyrics

Shall I tell you who will come To Bethlehem on Christmas morn, Who will kneel gently down Before the Lord, newborn? One small fish from the river, With scales of red, red gold. One wild bee from the heather, One grey lamb from the fold, One ox from the high pasture, One black bull from the herd, One goatling from the far hills,