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The Three Holy Kings


The three holy kings from the Orient asked,
In every place they passed through,
Where is the road to Bethlehem?
If you know, boys and girls, tell us, do.

But young or old, they had no idea,
So the three kings simply passed on.
They followed a bright, a golden star,
So pleasingly, clearly it shone.

The star stopped over Joseph's house,
They went in through the door which was swinging.
The ox calf bellowed, the baby yelled,
The three holy kings started singing.